Columns

Outside of My Comfort Zone Finding Strength in Being Uncomfortable by Asha Molock It was eleven o’clock in the morning on September 6, 2001; that was the...

Until the Cure One Man's Journey to Advocacy by Alberto Pérez Bermúdez I found out that I was HIV-positive in 1988, the year I turned eighteen. Living...

Jeffrey Scott Parsons If you know your Ruby, you know Palm Springs is her cloud nine. For several years now I’ve had friends rave about the...

Do We Want to Stop HIV? Reflections of a Thirty-Year Veteran of the Fight Against HIV by Jesus Ramirez-Valles We have the knowledge to stop HIV—thanks in...

Back in 2018, I was visiting family in Athens, Georgia, and snagged a ticket to the big AIDS fundraiser event for Northeast GA, The...

Just*in Time by Justin B. Terry-Smith July is a good time to talk about HIV Independence Day. Breaking up is hard to do for everyone. Even amicable...

Being a broad of a certain age who was a product of the sixties revolution, our motto was sex, drugs, and rock ’n’ roll....

The End of My World as I Knew It (And I didn't feel fine) by Daralt It was 1987 and R.E.M.’s “It’s The End Of The World...

When I recently met this young whippersnapper in Palm Springs at a Desert AIDS Project (DAP) benefit, I was bulldozed. She’s as straightforward, feisty, and...

Years ago, when I began performing in NYC, there just weren’t that many live-singing drag queens, so when I heard about Gilda Wabbit from...