The Latter-day Queer experience Isn't an easy one. It isn't easy to live, And it isn't easy To describe. Here's the thing People don't...

Some days are easier When I don’t see you like that Where we are just friends And we laugh And eat And cry Some days are harder When I...

The body of the mother of my body sits small as a nutshell, in the care-home bed. Sometimes she hums. Some times she smiles, wan and...

There is a battle in me. A war raging between what my mind has been taught to be true, and what my soul and body are fighting to live...

I’m beginning to think that it was never meant to be a final goodbye. I am beginning to feel like the aperture of mortality was too tight...

I hadn’t realized how wearing modest clothing was like Wearing male judgment right next to my skin. Boobs too big, or too small, with...

I want to know when the longing will go away for you. A longing to share a secret circle of inside jokes. A longing to feel our fingers...

they told me, "you come to God. he doesn't come to you." so i sat. listened. believed. dug my fingernails into my palm and pulsed. i...

Six years down the road perhaps there will be another woman who will stir heaven in my solar plexus. Perhaps the sound of her laughter...

Transfigured by Ash Rowan I climb the mountain, alone: hand    over hand and foot    over foot, with no one to greet me at the summit...

A random algorithm played one of your songs today. I listed to it once, twice, three times before I stopped to ask myself why we push on...

I can see now Why I've always felt awkward hugging other women. It felt so good And so shameful. I can see now Why I didn't have a...

And like Anne spelled with an E, she apologized for not being a boy, because that's what I wanted, right? And, no, all I ever wanted was...

True Love is no great thing  It's more the wordless gift of a Diet Coke on your bedstand ("Because I just thought you would want it...

My husband and I named my wife In the corner of a Wendy’s parking lot. Me, scrolling through baby names — Him, eating a cheeseburger....

You love me And I don't feel like I'm not welcome When you tell me You only hate the sin How could I think It's hurtful Every time you...

Most of my memories are music. My grandfather sitting at the Tabernacle organ, his fingers dancing across the keys. Duets sung by my...