Dear Closeted Queer Person, You are not broken, You are not ill You are not confused, You do not need fixing You are not an abomination You are not defined by another’s terms You are not going “through a phase”…
Creative Writing
Silence: A Poetic Reflection on Day of Silence
Illustration by Austin Wang Silence. A term of complete absence An all encompassing void Silence A form of resentment Internalized in fear Silence A state of disapproval Met with deaf ears Silence A form of oppression Born from outside and within…
A Love Letter to My Gay Best Friend
Growing up, I never had many friends. Growing up with little to no friends meant that I never had a space to feel comfortable with myself; the only place that I could really explore my own identity was in the…
The Reality of My Home
When I came out to my brother, he couldn’t understand why I seemed so scared to tell him. To him, it was clear-cut: if I was gay, then that was that, and how could I be any less than perfectly…
In Defense of Valentine’s Day
I love Valentine’s Day. There. I said it, and I’m not even slightly ashamed. I’m not ashamed of my torrid love affair with chocolate, or the fact that while I prefer daisies, I find a well-presented American Beauty rose to…
I Am the Gay Cousin: Thanksgiving Edition
There’s one in every family… and it might be you. A glimpse into the art of surviving being queer at your friendly family Thanksgiving. Thursday is a holiday and that means I have to see my family. I’m already dreading…
Download the Safe Sex Mobile App Now!!!!
Who doesn’t love sex? But, what’s better than sex? Safe Sex! We at OutWrite support and encourage safe sex, and you should too! Here is some great information about a cool new iPhone app on campus to help you out…
No Room For Three
You and meNo room for threeDon’t you love me? We’ve come so farI thought I was up to parGet out of the car I feared this callI thought we had it allMy head against the wall You want to exploreYou’re…
Steve
“Her name is Steve. I think I once loved her.” Is how I want to introduce her. But I don’t, I hold my tongue, twitching like a snake’s and my stupid heart slithers back into place. Down boy. “This is…