Your April community gallery is here! With more llamas than you’d think.

Trini, the Mexican-American Yellow Ranger, tells her friends that she’s figuring out her sexuality and that she likes girls, and in the process she finds a family.

Trump’s tax plan is historically regressive, setting up huge tax breaks that help wealthy men keep their wealth while queer women get nothing.

An A-Camp love story to help ease your comedown!

“In the midst of all this grief and uncertainty, we must rise up and practice pride every day.”

Before any of my other sexuality identities, I was kinky.

I’m queer, and I’m kinky. But being kinky doesn’t make me queer. Kink is not a sexual orientation.

“There’s a certain kind of girl you never really see — even when she’s right in front of you. Some of those invisible girls are watching you as carefully as you’re overlooking them. A story of friendship, love, loyalty, and murder.”

Your community gallery for May! Nearly 100 queers doing the work!

“This is only tangentially related to your question, but I think about the same girl nearly every time I put on mascara.”

We talked to One Day at a Time writers, Becky Mann and Michelle Badillo, about gay representation on TV, how Autostraddle came to be in the script, their queer TV roots, what kind of LGBT stories are missing from TV and what’s in store for Elena in a potential next season.

It’s time for a little Earp family history lesson, kids.

Mona wins!

If you’ve got an ex-girlfriend, we’ve got a Ken Doll for that.

Twenty percent of millennials ID as LGBTQ (that’s a lot), Gauri Sawant stars in a Vicks ad that will melt your heart, Georgia says “No Means No” to anti-LGBT bullshit, a queer dance party protest at Ivanka Trump’s place, and more good good shit.

When the world feels dark, we have to find the light where we can and hold onto it. This is a story about a bright, shining spot of goodness: My Granny.

Your move, Hollywood.

Turn on all the lights in the house and come read about the Winchester Mystery House, haunted cabins, songs playing from beyond the veil, and our deeply unsurprising number of experiences with ghost cats.

My dad’s motorcycle magazines weren’t inherently pornographic; they were mostly actually about motorcycles. But beautiful, scantily clad women were pictured posing on them. And those women became an obsession.

The only “X” you need in your life is Xanax-rec!