Bright Lights, Small City

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...

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...

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...

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...

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...

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...

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...

Acceptable Risk Turning the tables to protect my sexual health and my heart's desires by John Francis Leonard The last thing I wanted to do this month...

I'll Always Have Paris Coming to terms with one's own seroconversion by John Francis Leonard I’d been so careful for so long. Safe sex was being marketed...

Well, it’s finally here. I, and many of us, have been waiting for it with bated breath. Another study, this one much more conclusive,...