lgbtq

The letters LGBTQ are just another way of saying that Love is Love.

Subtle
His eyes would never sparkle as brightly as they had all those years ago, and maybe Samuel should take responsibility for that. He had never been good at expressing himself, or showing how much he cared. It had always come easier Arthur, and even now when they're together Samuel still has a hard time showing beyond brief kisses and gentle touches that he would give up anything he owned if only Arthur would smile like he had on the day they had met. But Arthur had never seemed to mind as much, and in fact, he often called it endearing that Samuel could barely hold his hand in public without feeling out of place; but he tried for Arthur.
By KaeKubb5 years ago in Humans
Glued
The light was red, no cars were around and I was the queen of jay-walking. I effortlessly sprinted across the street and adjusted my winter hat; fall’s creeping coolness nipped my ears.
By Krissie V Moore5 years ago in Humans
Please Don't Call Me Sir PART I
Transgender, cisgender, pangender, oh my!!! These terms, and more, did not exist in my little world in the 70's. Growing up in small town America had it's benefits for some, but not someone that felt different, thought different, and looked different, as I did. You fell in to one of two categories, girl or boy, male or female. Trying to get out of one of those boxes was not easy. I would dare say in the town I was in at the time, getting out of a box was not even possible. There were terms for the people that didn't fit in one of the boxes in a neat and tidy way. Those terms included old maids, old bachelors who never "took a wife", odd, weird, eccentric (I rather like this one above the rest), fags and dykes. I did not have an understanding of the sexuality associated with the terms. In my pre-teen mind the terms were just adjectives describing one's appearance or how someone chose to live. I knew they were derogatory in nature, but it wouldn't be until much later, after leaving that small town, that I would truly know the meaning and the impact of the words.
By CeCe5 years ago in Humans
A Modern Reflection
Shane walked out of the elevator at the Sutter Health Medical Center feeling optimistic. He presented himself right in front of the COVID-19 health inspector as he anticipated those 3-5 questions on the current status of his health. A realization came to him every time he stepped out of his home he would have to answer these questions anywhere he had gone. The administrator stated, “Have you had a fever in the last fourteen days?”
By Camila Sharpe5 years ago in Humans
Our Bones
There were few things in life that were as organic to Lizzie as surrounding herself with the dead. As a little girl, she had always been sympathetic toward the creatures that were cast off on the side of the road, flies buzzing directly over their decomposing bodies, performing soft little songs with their wings.
By Talia Hazelton5 years ago in Humans
At a Coffe Shop
August runs into the first open shop he sees to take cover from the rain. His feet squish in his wet shoes. He takes off his sopping beanie and makes his way inside. He shakes out his wet hair like a dog. Looking up, he takes in the hustle and bustle of a small café. With a few small tables along the right wall and a handwritten chalk menu, how nice. He’s always up for a cup of joe.
By Kira Petty5 years ago in Humans
We Are Human
I have not always been as open minded and accepting of the LGTBQ community as I am now. It wasn't until about ten years ago that I became fully accepting of it. As a child and young teenager, I always listened to my dad and even agreed with him (to a certain extent) and his belief that homosexuality was wrong. I would even make jokes about the gay couple I saw at the movie theater or the gay couple I saw at the mall some eighteen odd years before.
By Helen Hieble5 years ago in Humans
Strength through silence
I haven't spoken a single word in a month and I couldn't be happier. Don't get the wrong idea - it's not like I'm doing some monastic retreat. It's not a spiritual healing, or a social cleanse.
By Amber Mowatt5 years ago in Humans
Stay
Grace had heard the tales of the woman in the forest. That you should go to her in times of trouble. That she was a “fixer” of sorts, for the worst humanity had to offer.
By Cat Bog5 years ago in Humans
Does being an LGBTQ+ make you a better philosopher?
A friend from my Peace Corps days recently emailed me: So I’m thinking my next self improvement project is wrapping my mind around the study of philosophy. Having degrees in economics and political science, I was exposed to philosophical principles but didn’t pay much attention to them. I was too busy drinking and chasing women at the time. No regrets. Nonetheless, I look to you for sage advice on where and how to begin my study. I’m sitting at a bar thinking how I should finally read John Rawls A Theory of Justice which has came up often in poli sci discussions and seems like something I should start on as I care about being a principled human.
By Buck Hardcastle5 years ago in Humans
My life as an asexual
So, let’s pretend there was a girl who never connected well with people. Middle school sucked, as middle school always does. Friends came, went, and changed. Boys weren’t very interesting, but maybe she was just a “late bloomer.” High school also sucked, but more for the stress of school work than personal relationships. Boys still weren’t great. Some of them were starting to fill out, but they were still all so …immature. Not worth her time. Girls were ok to hang out with, but she didn’t really see herself as being ‘into’ them. Her friends liked to joke that she was “the straightest in the group,” but that always felt somewhat off.
By Grace Tackett5 years ago in Humans
Transgender People are Human too.
When I was in high school I lived next to a transgendered person. That person had no choice to become who she was. While growing up he changed into her. Something that can happen naturally in the grand scheme of things. I did not care so many years ago, but others did very much even to the point of threats of getting shot outside of her own house. This was in the 1980s and we have changed a lot since then, but we have a long way to go.
By Anthony Beaver5 years ago in Humans