Sock Trull (Greensboro, NC) When you kiss me it feels like a word I don’t know Spiraling spiraling spiraling out of control i don’t know where I end and you begin All I know is that i end End in…
Does She Know I’m Trans?
Jermanni E.S. Cooper (Rocky Mount, NC) Does she know Does she know Does she know!… that I am trans We sit there looking at each other through a tiny glass screen. I’m falling for her every time she talks, every…
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Camilla Hines (Greensboro, NC) Dory’s mother always told her to escape to the ever flowing stream. She never did listen until she was in a dream. The messy crazy dream showed her the path to the pond which was connected…
Hymn To Life
Lizzie Francis (Brooklyn, NY) It rained today, a big one. The kind that cracks the linoleum sky, clouds like pipes bursting through the ceilings until God turns the water to the house off. I should clarify: I probably don’t…
Do you know who this person is?
Michael G. Williams (Durham, NC) Those are the words my father spoke as he held up a copy of my hometown newspaper. It was early 1992 and I was a high school senior deep in enemy territory. My parents were…
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Marlow Col (France)
Will “Better” Ever be Good Enough?
Guido Villalba Portel (Greensboro, NC) Toward the end of my senior year of high school, my guidance counselor approached me and tried to get me involved in a video which passed on the famous “It Gets Better” message to inspire…
Esto no es un cepillo de dientes.
Allison Daniel (Greensboro, NC)
Masc 4 Masc: The Denial of Femininity in the Gay Community
Nathan Cornell (Greensboro, NC) Since years before the enforcing of the Hays Code ‒ a set of movie production guidelines which forbade “any inference of sexual perversion” (i.e homosexuality) in film‒ feminine men or “sissies” have been an on-screen euphemism…
RIP
Virginia Walker (Alexandria, VA)
Gate & Gave
Metabolic Lights
María DeGuzmán (Chapel Hill, NC) & Carisa Showden (Auckland, New Zealand)
A Southern Lineage Retraced: Excerpt from An AutoEthnography
Hooper Schultz (New York, NY) My great-uncle Charles never attended college. He was a harbor pilot, and attended an abbreviated pilot-ship course in New York City before returning to his home in Virginia Beach, Virginia. A story I often heard growing…