Left for Dead

I died three decades ago. In my early twenties. At the apex of the AIDS crisis in America in the 1980s. I’m long gone...

Heart-to-Heart: Long-Term HIV & Cardiovascular Health

And the Beat Goes On A heart-to-heart about HIV, cardiovascular health & self-advocacy by Rob Quinn The best practice of HIV prevention and care involves more than...

Choose Light

I have had the great fortune, for the last two years, of living next to one of the most beautiful parks in San Francisco....

Get Rid of the Term “AIDS”?

Get Rid of the Term "AIDS"? (How My Entire Life Suddenly Became Parenthetical) by Paul A. Aguilar The other day, I was sitting with three very good...

11.11.11.: My War Began That Day

11.11.11. My war began that day by Nigel Bray What does that mean to most of us? Armistice, probably. The end of slaughter. Our boys, the ones...

A Fight for Community Connections

One week after graduating high school, I escaped my small Ohio town for college. Upon coming out, my family rejected me, which fired up...

There, and Back Again

There, and Back Again Reconsidering the journey between that day and now by Nigel Bray So. There we are then. The 11th day of the 11th month,...

My HIV Turned 21

It’s Our Party and We’ll Cry If We Want To was the theme for my day of diagnosis. When I was first diagnosed February 20,...

Why I Write

On Friday, March 6, 2016, in response to First Lady Nancy Reagan’s death, presidential candidate Hillary Clinton recalled “how difficult it was to talk...

Joaquín

March is a month of mirth and melancholy for me. The mirth comes first, with my husband’s birthday on the first day of the...

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Pandemic T-Shirts Raise Funds

Pandemic T-Shirts Support AIDS Support Group Cape Cod & Others Adam’s Nest, the gay-owned and -operated clothing and tchotchke shop in Provincetown, Massachusetts, now offers...

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