Maturity Vs. Moral obscurity?
Who am I at long last…
I used to poke fun at the briefcase toting,
ticket noting,
status-quo deep throating
resounding chorus of pin stripe clad…
SHEEP.
Now i am the government’s tool.
A humble divining rod, leading that sterile bigot down into my former hiding place.
In my uniform of dockers and I’m going to be late. I’m going [...]
It’s been brought to my attention that there are still a number of us, teh lesbians, who are currently single—that includes single, single again, and single for tonight. I’m not going to name names, you know who you are (not me, of course). It’s brutal out there. Brutal. Well, unless you are in the [...]
I found this to be a very interesting article via The New York Times. Please feel free to comment your thoughts, post, or email them to me to post on TLL.
Even now, at 81 and with her memory beginning to fade, Gloria Donadello recalls her painful brush with bigotry at an assisted-living center in Santa [...]
I’ll be turning 30 in January. It’s a rather interesting milestone for me. I sit here at 29 and think of all that I had hoped to accomplish by the magical age of 30. There is nay a success story I fear. I thought I would be in a [...]
I watched her as a stranger would, just the other day. She sat watching a movie across from me. As I marveled at her beauty I was pleased to feel that same excitement that drew me to her so many years ago. Her hand gracefully rose from the position it had been resting in and [...]
Back in May, I wrote an entry about my friends Jane, Sophie, Mary and Emma. I spoke of Emma and how she tended to the love of her life, Mary as she battled Cancer. After Mary passed, Mary’s daughters would not even allow Emma to have her things from the house. It was a dirty [...]
My version of family has always consisted of love. To me, your family should be there to help you bend before you break. They are your support, your confidants, and often times end up being your best friends. It doesn’t always happen that way, but even when our blood relatives fail us we still search [...]
Meet Jane. I have known her since I was 12 years old when I met her daughter in junior high school, the 7th grade. We were best friends, always from then on into adulthood, and Jane was the mother I wished I’d had. The whole family, 5 kids altogether, embraced me and included me on [...]