Bright Lights, Small City

Bright Lights, Small City

Tears & T Cells

Tears & T Cells My diagnosis was a quiet bomb, but the aftershocks still resound by John Francis Leonard Well, as you know, I have your...

Detecting Stigma

Soon after I began writing for A&U last year, my editor informed me that I would also be, partly, responsible for promoting my own...

A Letter to Myself at 18

John— I’m forty-eight when I’m writing this and I want to let you know a few things. Not a total rundown of everything that happens—your...

HIV & Isolation: Who Me?

Here I am, back in my hometown for eight years now. I don’t regret the move, per se, but it has presented me with...

My Mental Health

It all seemed to start one morning when I couldn’t walk the dog. It was a sudden attack of abject panic, a basic, visceral...

Having the Sex We Desire

The Question We may be having sex, but are we getting the sex we want? by John Francis Leonard Well, I’ve finally managed to do it. After...

Long-Lost Friends

Full Circle Finally I had the courage to return to the city where I lost my friends by John Francis Leonard A few months ago I made...

My Friend Is Newly Diagnosed, But He Is Resisting Treatment

You Can Lead a Horse to Water How do you help someone who just won't accept it? by John Francis Leonard In my July column, I told...

Quitting Smoking

I'm Coming Out After the battles quieted, there was still the smoke by John Francis Leonard I’ve fought many a personal battle in the past fourteen or...

Aging with HIV: Carrying the Banner

Carrying the Banner Aging with HIV is no joke, but the past anchors my future by John Francis Leonard Forty-eight. I’m turning forty-eight-years-old and it gives me...

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Marcelo Maia: Artist

Writing with Light Photographer Marcelo Maia Explores the Healing Abilities of Nature & Music, and Intersections of Sex and Money, Race & Power by Lester Strong Marcelo...