Diano drank some more water. He had reached a difficult part in his story. He didn't know whether he had the courage to go on
The first time they met, Min had been beating a man up with the heeled end of her stiletto.
I melt into your softness,
Plunge into your wetness
I dip into you
For memories and treasures
Bangalore Queer Film Festival to be held from 26th till 28th February.
Did you know that as we age, we can experience physical and emotional changes that lead to intimacy issues?
She treads like a whiff of wind
Vandalizing scattered newspapers
Slithering over a dozen novels
Zipped boots and long skirt
Crop top and summer hat
Romila strains to find her cologne
Winter sighs at stark defiance.
"I met him at a public pool. It was a long summer and I'd enrolled in a swimming course to beat the heat."
Time and again the need has been felt to reach out to parents and relatives of LGBTQ individuals and address their fears, doubts and apprehensions about the safety, well-being and happiness of their children.
I know my odds and I try my best to understand the effects of being a romantic and a sexual minority.
Andy looked up at his face, tears running down his cheeks. Diano dabbed a tissue on his face. He felt a strong attraction towards Andy at that very moment.
Peeking out of a window, as the snow slowly melts after a dreary blizzard, it’s hard not to be hopeful – optimistic, even.
HIV and other STD's target gay and bisexual men more than any other section of the society due to unprotected means of anal sex
I don't like to be greedy between two books. I try to remain enveloped in the after mist for at least some time before picking up a new book.
Welcome to Tape -- an evening of metamorphosis where men become women and women become men and kings and queens walk among us.
Her love had ended, for her lover she was now obsolete;
For mine had begun, O! the beauty, the seductress, the woman across the street.
"I'd hide my face when they hit me." Andy laughed. "But I was stronger than them in studies. I had good grades and I was better at arts too."
So I asked the only person I trusted - Google. After some hours of investigation, I now knew that it's not a "disease" as some people believed it to be.
There was a time when she walked upright. A time when she ran through the wind, danced on the dirt. Her feet drew planets and universes on the dry soil. Her legs spun gold and silver in their gait.
hm..so what exactly happens when a erm..reeally-late-bloomer tries to make up for the lost time..
"Yes! Samuel said the maid would be here soon," Andy smiled. "She comes once a week, only on Sundays. I'm glad she's coming in today."