“A Caribbean boy, queer, nonbinary, femme,” tries to navigate their identities as a Jamaican and a member of the LGBTQIA community. Through maintaining their Jamaican roots while still embracing their identity as a queer individual, they hope to spark change and steer away from the oppressive colonial hold that has long gripped their home.
My Stepmother
My stepmother was somewhat of an enigma. She had the biggest heart and she felt emotion so deeply, whether sadness, anger, or love. She and my mom made their home in Watsonville, California, in a quiet neighborhood next to an expanse of raspberry fields. If there was any way I can describe her, it was […]
It wasn’t you, Tom!
Growing up I could not stop looking at men that were taller and older than me and hairier than the average. Perhaps it was some sort of Tom Sellek syndrome. He was the utterly handsome and friendly MAGNUP P.I. on TV I used to fantasize about caressing a guy with those characteristics; it was not about […]
Pick a Flower at Pride 2019
Thousands of flowers have been placed throughout downtown NYC to celebrate queer inventiveness and resilience during the 50th anniversary celebrations of Stonewall. Please pick one, place it where you think it will be meaningful in your community and share a story with us, including an image of where you have placed the flower, if possible. […]
Dressed
Long Before Reading Gaol
Harmen Meyndertsz van den Bogaert was an early Dutch settler who explored portions of Central New York between 1634 and 1635. His accounts of the Mohawk and Oneida peoples and their settlements are some of the only first hand accounts we have of these First Nation communities as they existed before conflict and disease caused […]
Three
by Sophia Metcalf location: brooklyn, ny summer. you sit on my lap at a party. i keep looking at you. i guess i can’t really help but look at you, because you have made yourself the foreground of anything else i might try and look at. but i don’t really mind, because mostly, i’m looking […]
A Chat
Remembered from my head, years ago in NYC, maybe 2011? A chat between a British gay man and his best New York girl friend. B: “Promise me if you ever meet my brother, you’ll never be attracted to him. I don’t think I could bear the thought of him having you. I would be green […]
Edie & Thea
Around 1990 I attended a Halloween party in Manhattan, in what I considered to be a pretty swanky building, just north of Washington Square Park. Up to this point I had attended parties in dodgier tenement buildings, so this was new. When I walked in with my girlfriend, who knew somebody, who knew somebody, I […]
St Vincent’s
I remember that summer night like it was yesterday… It was early July, 1994. I had just finished medical school and was starting the first week of my internship at Saint Vincent’s Hospital in Greenwich Village, NYC. Before I got there I hadn’t fully grasped what I was in for. I was training in one […]