The line between two lives
We’re familiar with the stories of queer people who are closeted and those who are out, those with little to...
The other meaning of LGBT
Growing up in the church, my earliest memories are filled with the scent of old wooden pews, the sound of...
One last graceful leap
I cut people off. And it’s been that way since high school—not out of hate for others, but because I...
Colors in my closet
I was just a girl, standing in front of a girl, asking her to love me … and cue to...
A Friday of Pride
It was a Friday night of preparation. I was organizing my belongings and clothes for an early trip to La...
‘Bakla, bakla, paano ka ginawa’
I’m gay—born on June 27, eve of the Stonewall Riots. I grew up listening to people blurt out, “sayang,” every...
Pride on the other side
Did I have a normal childhood? Did I live a conventional Filipino family life? Or did I just fail to...
Leaving, living, still loving
One night, while attending a meeting online, my partner, Fritz, received an unexpected email. His visa to Australia had been...