The Rise Of The Black Lesbian Archives
Krü Maekdo opens up to GO about creating the first digital database of Black Lesbian Herstory in the U.S.
Krü Maekdo opens up to GO about creating the first digital database of Black Lesbian Herstory in the U.S.
Countless sapphic love stories have unfolded on these shores, and this lesbian wedding felt like the culmination of generations of herstory.
There’s a plate of food for anyone who’s hungry, and a bed for any lesbian, queer or trans person who needs a place to rest.
It all started with a broken heart.
This time last year there were three queer bars in Taksim: this year, only Bigudi remains.
Welcome to Pop, Milan’s queer safe space in Giorgia Meloni’s Italy.
My Big Fat Polyamorous Sapphic Greek (unofficial) Wedding.
Step inside the kitchen of a New York City Institution.
Warning: this party gets feral.
There’s a very good reason the bathroom line is long.
Chicken Soup For The Queers!
Shadi Amin, the founder of 6Rang, Iran’s Largest LGBTQ+ organization, tells her tale of becoming one of the most prominent lesbian Iranian activists.
“Every time I wake up in the morning tired, and trying to balance work and the bar, I think about the impact that we’re having,” says Riddle. “and will have for a good few more years to come.”
No trip to Turkey is complete without a visit to the beaming light that is Bigudi.
In an exclusive interview with GO Magazine, Shadi Amin, Director of 6Rang, the largest Iranian LGBTQ+ organization, sheds light on the urgency of this situation and what our community can do to help.
“Seriously, there’s nothing out there for us, there’s nowhere you can have all three components – good vibes, good drinks, good music and feel safe and feel okay to sit in a bar alone as a woman.”
“Sexual freedom is a big part of Butch Please. As a butch dyke, my sexuality is policed in a very public and deep way so it’s crucial that this space is somewhere we feel free to express our sexuality.”
Naturally, a ranch festival can’t be all about nightlife – the blue cloudless skies, sandy beaches, and cool Mediterranean breeze, call your hungover ass to action no matter what you imbibed the night before.
EL*C have created a Lesbian Hosting Network, gathering over 300 availabilities: spare rooms, sofa beds, and second apartments in just a week. They are currently relocating lesbians in Spain, Bulgaria, Germany and the UK, and have helped two lesbian families (plus their pets) get to the Netherlands, and a lesbian couple to Portugal.
“We’ll sit by the window,” says one patron as they order a bottle of red, “so we can watch the world go by.”
“There are moments I experience so much happiness, I cannot take it.”
“Thank God, and thank the lesbians.”
People rather sheepishly sat around in a big circle waiting for a dominatrix to start a game of spin-the-bottle…
I am grateful for the safety of this space, for the community it contains, for those late night conversations with strangers that make you feel aware, awake and part of something.
You arrive in a new city, filled with new faces, tastes, sounds, and eventually, if you play your cards right, you’ll end up in a room of queers, sweaty and synchronized, the same baseline surging through your spines.
“We want to make sure that this next stage of Madeline’s life is as free from fear and full of love as our whole lives have been because of her.”
Don’t live in Israel? Fear not, this Panther’s on the prowl.
Last November, Corona was a beer, you only saw facemasks at the dentist, and dyke nightlife was popping off all around the world.
Salty-skinned lesbians dry in the scorching sun, drinking margaritas and pondering how lucky they are to be here…
This ongoing humanitarian crisis is all of our responsibility.
There’s a unanimous sense of gratitude for She Soho, for this gathering of queer womxn, for the simplicity of this night, for the survival of our community spaces – places we may once have taken for granted, but never will again.
Minutes into the Facebook Live, we were taken by the (virtual) hand, and whisked away.
Nightlife is a serious art form.
The Lipstick Lounge is one of the finest looking lesbian bars I ever did see.
An unexpected journey.
“Private Parts must be covered at all times.”