When I was little I spent a lot of time with my cousins. We’d whittle away our summer afternoons under the watchful eye of grandmother; trailing sand and damp, sea-stained towels in and out of her home. By the time she’d finished cleaning up after our first invasion, we’d return again demanding to be fed, … Continue reading ‘Nice Dress, Sissy Boy’
You know when you’re walking along, enjoying the sun, and you see a little bee buzz by before it delicately lands on a flourishing flower and you think, ‘yeah, little buddy. That’s exactly where you’re meant to be!’ Well, that’s how God feels when He sees me crying in the bathroom of Taco La Bamba. … Continue reading HTRE – Part 1: The Collapse of Mental Stability Never Felt so Funny.
The first time I waddled into a gay bar I was immediately thrust out of my comfort zone. At the time my eardrum was punctured, so I said ‘what?’ a lot and my English sounded broken. I wore ill-fitting vests that hung like a potato sack over my body and every guy I encountered looked … Continue reading Straight Women & Gay Bars