How I’m Honoring Lunar New Year in a Very Gay Way
As a queer Asian person, the year of the snake really excites me.
A Queer Coming of Age in Five Makeouts
Partying as a teenager is hard in New York City, where very few people have houses and almost everyone has nosy neighbors.
Becoming Babygirl: How Erotica and Kink Saved My Life
As a mother and a career-driven individual who holds power in various aspects of my own life, I immediately related to Babygirl’s Romy.
My First Makeout Was Reenacting the Kissing Scene From ‘Cruel Intentions’
At 17, my lack of kissing was a sensitive subject for me. It wasn’t for lack of trying.
Just Checking In
I went through my mental catalogue of friends back in LA and sent my check-in texts. Almost all of them did the exact same for me this past fall during one of the longest and worst hurricane seasons to hit the southeast in recent years.
The Music I’ve Made Out To: An Ode to Queer Kissing in Public
I believe in making out at the club, at the dance party, in the backseat of your car, in the corridor to the stairwell of your building, in the movie theater, at concerts, on the beach, at sports events, and at the brewery where making out isn’t really the vibe but you’re so hot for it you do it anyways.
The Gray Sweatpants That Changed Everything
I can be femme and strong and gay and comfortable and hot and relaxed, all embodied in one outfit.
The Erotics of Masks
Wearing a mask felt similar to how I usually identified as a stone top.
What If The Girl You Made Out With On New Year’s Eve Becomes Your Wife?
“You tell everyone you see that night, including but not limited to all the friends you came with, another friend you run into, a stranger on the street, your dog and your Uber driver, that you are not going to have sex because you don’t want to ruin the friendship.”
If I Don’t See Snow Soon I’m Going To Scream
I have nothing to prove 2023 was the first year of my life when I didn’t see snow on the ground other than my memories.
How ‘Love Lies Bleeding’ Healed My Broken Heart
I never thought a horror movie would be the key to healing from my first lesbian breakup, but Love Lies Bleeding got your girl together.
I Believe We Shouldn’t Own Guns. I’m Learning How To Shoot One Anyway
Everyone needs to stop being so flippant about telling queer and trans people to buy guns.
Dorothy Allison, Your Florida Is My Florida
Bastard Out of Carolina was the book that made me want to become a writer.
I Got My Driver’s License Last Week, Just Like We Always Talked About
Or: A Love Letter to You and to the Moon (Who Does Not Wish To Be Photographed at This Time)
Cheers to the Birthday I Didn’t Think I’d Reach
I turned 30 last month. It was my first birthday in recent memory I actually planned for.
An Essay About Poltergeist but Actually It’s About My Dead Mom
Compared to my parents’ volatile relationship, their divorce, and the financial instability that came after it, being scared of ghosts seemed like a waste of time.
Speak Her Name and I Appear: The Bloody Mary in the Mirror
The bathroom in my grandmother’s house had no windows, so Stella deemed it perfect. She was the only one with any summoning experience. For a successful ritual, she said we needed total darkness.
My Body as Haunted House Metaphor
Horror movies, like many genres of entertainment, are deliciously, or not so deliciously, depending on where one sits, populated by tropes.
Playing Gay ‘Survivor’ in Florida Reminded Me of the Power of Play
Out-gay, Out-slay, and Out-sport are the three pillars of OUTVIVOR, a Survivor-inspired weekend birthed by OUT Sports, an Orlando queer sports league started by John Teixeira in 2018.
I Had a Spiritual Awakening at Sweat Tour
In many ways, the SWEAT Tour is an assertion that one’s enjoyment of sex and clubbing and music is more than a shallow hobby: It is a reminder that, amidst a terrifying world, we are allowed to make moments for pure fun.