If I could have anything that made me feel more independent, it would be making queerness a part of casual discussion. I wish it wasn’t such an enormous deal. People are gay. Everyone knows it.
Shyam and Bunty
Sucking on ripe mangoes,
And so, in the cool shade of the Gulmohar tree,
They bend and break their first ever rule.
In Denmark, especially Copenhagen, everyone is very open-minded. Everything is very accepted—you can be whoever you want to be.
'The Song of Achilles' is a book based on the mythology, and supposed relationship of Achilles, a half-god who was destined to be the best warrior of his generation, and Patroclus, an awkward, prince disliked by his father, who is exiled to live in Achilles' kingdom, along with several other exiled princes.
Given the sudden change in his circumstances, we—as Richard’s publishers, community of friends, and extended family of writers and readers who’ve come to love his work over the years—need to rally financial support to help him through the coming months.
And no one knows what happens
Behind closed doors
It's the only time I can hold your hand,
The one time that smiles aren't forced.
The thing that I liked the most about the book from the very beginning was how naturally it flows and how real the characters are.
One morning, as I sit on the floor in the corner of my room, stressed about something, I hear Troye’s music playing in the background. But this time, I don’t just hear it: I listen.
the boy next to him sighs, and buries his face in his shoulder. it is instantly warmer.
I remember feeling like I was choking, the nervousness and anxiety squeezing my stomach. I felt physically unable to move, but kept up a positive front.
Two weeks after coming out to his family, he came out to his friends, and that didn't go half as well: they stopped spending time with him and told everyone in the school that he was gay.
As we grow up, from childhood to adulthood, we have several phases– just because one phase is over, does not mean it didn't exist.
I whirled around to see Aaliya standing at the door, her long hair tied into a messy bun. She was holding a pile of books.
To put rest to this curiosity, I decided to ask a few friends from the USA how life is different; being queer and ethnically different in a home away from home.
The worst of it all came when someone told me bisexual erasure is fake
Love, to me, is being comfortable with another person and not having to be someone else.
I feel stuck in my skin
This isn't who I am,
And will they ever believe that I'm a woman?
If I'm born a man.
Everyone around me seemed elated, not a single care in the world, and a fire in their eyes, a storm brewing.
As I walk further, a row of mannequins catches my attention. It’s impossible to miss, really. Every mannequin is dressed beautifully. My eyes widen, and I marvel at how attractive an inanimate object can look, with all the hard work put in by the designers.