500 Characters | Jennifer Weitman
Please swipe left it you’ve ever told a woman she’s pretty just to get her into bed or that she smells nice and she is lovely and that you had a really nice tim...
Please swipe left it you’ve ever told a woman she’s pretty just to get her into bed or that she smells nice and she is lovely and that you had a really nice tim...
President Obama was on TV! It was June 26, 2015, and the president was making a speech about marriage and how it now represented marriage for all. My eyes water...
Coloured scraps, broken toys, jagged edges, refracted light tumble around life’s kaleidoscope, never the same pattern twice. Everything is there: memories, desi...
“Why won’t you just cough into your elbows?” Dad’s coughs are echoing off the walls again. It’s been two weeks and both of them are still sick. I sometime...
It’s Friday night, and I’m at the bar with my friends for my birthday. We sit at a tall table toward the back of the green lit room. We look at menus while our ...
After six decades of living as drag queens in New Orleans, many aging, skanky-assed, washed-up, tired bitch-queens relocated on top of a patchy spot of brown mu...
Who are you to pick and choose, to block up the flow because you think it won’t be good enough? Since when have you been chosen as the judge of anything? This i...
“Hey everybody, meet my gaybors!” she yelled into the living room filled with her New Year’s Eve guests. Her hug squeezed us both with gusto, and then she dashe...