Stonewall: A Personal Memoir

That night, standing in Stonewall, I could not have imagined what the next few hours would do to change the gay and lesbian community around the world. I doubt anyone else could have known. How could we have kn...

The Stupid Question: Are You Clean?

I took a shower this morning. I am clean. I might work out at the gym later, or maybe the trash bag will break on the way outside and cover me in coffee grounds. I will then be dirty. I will shower again. I wil...

The Armorettes Taught Me What it Means to be a Man

The musty gym bag stays in my closet, ironically enough. Inside, a crumpled black wig fights for space with a sequined dress, heels, a string of fake pearls, and a bag of makeup. After more than 20 years since ...

Once, We Were Heroes

My brother Richard smiles a lot. He has an easy laugh. But there was a time, years ago, when he held a poisonous drink in his hands and begged his dying lover not to swallow it. A time when Richard held the con...

Health Alert: Why I wiped HIV off my face

Some years ago, I told someone that I was HIV positive before I agreed to his invitation for a date. “Yeah, I know,” he casually replied, and then he looked a little embarrassed, as if he shouldn’t have said it...