by Ralph Alpha

It’s been eight years since the blizzard–that random act of nature that brought us together. I can still remember that night we were all stranded in the city, and how miraculo...

by Jay Blotcher

In the Manhattan dating scene, desperation often passes for bravery, thank God. In that case, call me courageous. I shopped for love and thought I’d found it with a friend.  Th...

by Stephanie

In high school, two girls can get away with anything short of making out without raising suspicions. Holding hands, constantly touching, none of those things made an impression un...

by Brad Willis

I grew up in a world where boys longed for a new deer rifle for Christmas. The back pockets of blue jeans bore faded circles, evidence of everyone’s favorite contraband, Skoal. ...

by Dan

I met him through his boyfriend at the time.  It was mid-August, 2007 and he was 19 and I was 20.  I was “straight” and he had just come out to his mother and one of his sis...

by Fabrizio Cicchiello

It was 8 p.m. almost a month ago when I was waiting at the bus stop. I was tired, and sick of a relationship with a 22-year-old guy which had no romanticism–just sex. At that ho...

by Jason Brantley

I lived above the bodega on 9th avenue at 51st street, the one with the twinkle light sign and the bulletproof glass — a remnant of the days when Hell’s Kitchen was a tough ne...

by Dave Mittlefehldt

I’m not gay, but my younger son is. You may have read his story; he’s from Clear Lake, TX. I was clueless of my son’s sexual orientation until he revealed it. Rafi came out...

by Austin Scott

“It’s Liza with a ‘Z’ not Lisa with an ‘S’ ‘cause Lisa with an ‘S’ goes…” I twirl around and point with both index fingers to the man next to me.  He is in ...