Write It Out!: Drama by Ebony Payne-English
The Glorious Struggle of the Charismatic Hero
by Ebony Payne-English
Synopsis: The Glorious Struggle is a play that confronts the uncomfortable truths about being a high-functioning...
Write It Out!: Drama by Alfredo Trejo III
Five Years
by Alfredo Trejo III
Synopsis: Five Years, an autofiction piece, is a coming-of-age story that follows Fredo, a young Mexican/Salvadoran American living in East...
The Little Gods of Desire: Fiction by Robert Cataldo
Fiction
The Little Gods of Desire
by Robert Cataldo
To the little gods of desire, we address our prayers. We thank you for so many happy nights,...
Diagnosis Afternoon 1991: Poetry by Scott Hightower
Diagnosis Afternoon 1991
My talented older brother
was artistically intrepid
and expressive. As a painter,
he had begun to achieve
some recognition.
He was an oddly secure
and insecure bon vivant.
His...
HIV Unmuted: Review
HIV Unmuted
Produced by the International AIDS Society
Reviewed by John Francis Leonard
In the first episode of this informative and extraordinary podcast, host Femi Oke and...
Derek Jarman’s Death: Poetry by Lynn Caldwell
Derek Jarman's Death
oil on photocopy on canvas, 1993
You can’t see the headlines in black, white
underneath: gay plague
scourge
vile doom
you feel them
melted under the shock
of...
Between Certain Death and a Possible Future: Review
Between Certain Death and a Possible Future:
Queer Writing on Growing Up with the AIDS Crisis
Edited by Mattilda Bernstein Sycamore
Arsenal Pulp Press
Reviewed by Hank Trout
Between...
In Which I hate My Bones: Poetry by Ajay Sawant
In Which I hate My Bones
Bones like sticks, calcite rolls, bones underneath
intolerant skin and loose muscles, bones
made of stones, like transparent lamenting
through years of...
Two Books by Joseph F. Delgado: Review
The Tango of the Shipwreck: A Novel and
AIDS: The Novelette
by Joseph F. Delgado
Besus & Abadi Ltd.
Reviewed by Hank Trout
Joseph F. Delgado is a prolific...
Punch Line: Poetry by Nancy Whitecar
Punch Line
Two interns stood outside
my brother’s hospital room
and thrust words at us
in ill-practiced affectation.
“He—is—dead.”
Laughter, as they turned down the hall.
Just before,
visitors crowded around pizza
delivered...
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