Short Fiction: Witchcraft
Tae would always watch, after her husband left for the day and the house was quiet. Empty. Lonely. She would simply watch. They would not meet; they would not talk.
Archive for the tag Lesbian
A Love Story: Sindhur And Spoorthy
I always say that before I met Spoorthy, I did not understand what love was. Her love changed me, my anger, Casanova-nature, rudeness, and my all-time decision of not marrying anyone. I never used to believe in any relationships and always said that money could buy anything and everything. Her love taught me to smile, care for everyone, listen to others, and give other chances too.
Queer Wedding Alert!: Alissa And Aveena
Our first date was a dinner that lasted 3.5 hours; we were both amazed by how easily the conversation flowed and that our interests, values, and humour aligned so well.
Bride-Bride And Prejudices
She ignores my remark and continues to dream about her second daughter marrying an upper caste boy and raise sons. The last time I let the truth slip out, she laughed it off as a cruel joke.
The Half Of It: A Small Town Love Letter To Queer People Everywhere
Alice Wu, who makes a return to the world of writing and directing after fan-favourite “Saving Face” says that she deliberately wanted to set this story in a small town, because she had been researching about Trump and wanted to reach people in the red states, wanted to hope it might make them think twice about immigrant families or queer kids.
A Secret Love: The Romance Of The Century
Terry was 22 years of age when she first met the 18 year old Pat on a skating rink, way back in the 40s. They immediately connected in a time that was not open at all to the idea of LGBTQ people as legitimate members of society.
Queer Wedding Alert!: Uppa And Katja
It was not until one month later that we decided to actually connect and say "hey". But from that one "hey", things just spiralled into this wonderful chaos and we found ourselves entangled and drowning in this insane attraction.
A Letter To My Ex-Girlfriend.
Sweeping pieces of my heart from under the bed, the table and shedding the bits that get stuck to the broom is old. But damn, it felt so much worse after us. Your complex cage set me free and returning to you felt better than seeing the world.
reflections of her
i picture myself as being a replica of her - a carbon copy
it makes me believe that i am exactly like her and often even confuses me
The Gaysi Guide To Dressing Like A Lesbian
In only a few simple steps you can look like the lesbian you have always dreamt of being.
Queer Wedding Alert!: Saima and Bianca
We decided to get married a few years after that and officially tied the knot in April of 2019. It was our one year wedding anniversary weekend recently and we didn’t think we’d be celebrating it in quarantine but we’re making the best of it!
Four More Shots Please! Season 2: The Tragedy Of Umara
The world has gone into an unpredictable and unprecedented lockdown period, and however cringe-y Four More Shots Please! is, it’s a relief to see places that aren’t the four walls of my modest apartment.
Poem: The Waters Of Love
i watch her go, in awe of this mesmerising collage of her,
she turns, looking at me gasp at the sheer beauty of her,
To The First Girl I Fell In Love With
the first girl i fell in love with had a shy smile, a just born style
and a profile of a life lived in black and white
see, for the rainbows in your pocket peeked out sometimes
Queer Wedding Alert!: Hayle And Kiran
The proposal however happened on December 13th at Kew Gardens, London. The day started with Hayle putting up 100 photos of us together in our bedroom and putting them into the shape of the words I love you.
The Lesbian Friendzone: Do You find Yourself Caught Too?
Jokes aside, I wonder whether Matt LeBlanc could have envisaged that his character’s quip about “The Friend Zone” from 1994 would evolve into this phenomenon of male-entitlement a decade later. Yes, it’s competing for the top-spot against stealthing and marital rape, y’all!
Musings Of A Desi Lesbian
I am a shell of what’s left of me
I’m not who I used to be
So if you run into the girl I was
Don’t hesitate to tell her, her cause
Give her kindness and give her love
Before she disappears above
And becomes another constellation in the sky
A Stranger Kind Of Love
Then there’s the girl on the metro, surrounded by her friends, leaning against the doors. The fair has just ended and it is densely packed; I can’t even move my arms. I crane my neck away from the child in front of me jumping excitedly, her hair lathered with coconut oil bumping into my face.
An Absolutely Gross Love Poem
Blue were the days when you thought I wouldn't stay,
Your eyes teary, a challenge, asking me to run away,
But in the middle of the dark woods, we somehow found a way
My words became the music to which you could sway.
elena’s loving hands
She would see Elena on several occasions thereafter but the shape of things would be sharper and more bitter, cold even as the winter between them burgeoned, enabled by the gaping distance, the open wound.
