Tags : Queer

Our Collision

Our Collision

A Poem by Ian


I love the wrong peopleAnd he was no exceptionI spent summer in his roomOn his floorIn his bedBut I couldn’t be what he wantedWe were so differe..
Queer Guilt

Queer Guilt

A Story by Carluhn


My experience of growing up queer.
I Don’t Know Who I Am Without These Stories

I Don’t Know Who I Am Without These Stories

A Story by Carluhn


The feeling of over sharing
Forbidden Romance

Forbidden Romance

A Story by Mira Windsor


This story is set during the early around the early 1950s maybe earlier. It is about a queer couple Beatrice and Addison who have separated and met ag..
Pride day 1

Pride day 1

A Poem by Jojo


im trying to write something everyday of pride
You won't see me

You won't see me

A Poem by gibletish


This time next year you won't recognize meAlthough you never really didI wore a mask to keep you happyEven as it grew heavier everydayI don't want to ..
How can you be my hero?

How can you be my hero?

A Poem by gibletish


You taught me to love everyone equallyYou hate so many for being themselvesYou inspired me to stand up for myselfYou told me to me back downYou showed..
Familiar Eyes

Familiar Eyes

A Poem by gibletish


Another pair of eyes closed for the final time todayEyes that never met mine and yetI know they would have looked familiarThat look of someone yearnin..
The Red Soil Trail

The Red Soil Trail

A Poem by Amadeus the Loveless


This is what it felt like to choose between leaving or staying in church. It was daunting, but I'd do it all over again if I could go back. I would al..
An angry letter I'll never send

An angry letter I'll never send

A Poem by Amadeus the Loveless


An unsent letter complaining about failed attempts by an institution at being inclusive and retaining a diverse student body...
Genders, Pretenders and Transcenders

Genders, Pretenders and Transcenders

A Poem by The_Ancient_Rock


Please try and... Respect individuality and sexuality...
Please Care

Please Care

A Story by Carluhn


It gets better, a wee bit. I suppose.
Honey

Honey

A Poem by George Hudson


A meditation on freedom and authenticity

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