Becoming A Queer Black Witch Opened My Eyes & Saved My Ass
Becoming a queer Black witch has freed me from the chains of organized religion, encouraged my activism, as well as opened my mind to the many ways we’re allowed to just be.
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Becoming a queer Black witch has freed me from the chains of organized religion, encouraged my activism, as well as opened my mind to the many ways we’re allowed to just be.
“The Archives shall be involved in the political struggles of all Lesbians.”
Picking up a novel is a wonderful way to escape into the great unknown.
Queer Queen for the night.
The ones who were accepted the least chose to accept me the most.
Quarantine won’t last forever. But Dear Queerantine will live on.
On the one hand, the flowers in LA were in full bloom; everything was so green and abundant. On the other hand, we were in a pandemic. On one hand, I was in love. On the other hand, it was with the wrong person.
We still have our people.
“It’s hard to explain to somebody how bad it can be unless you’re seeing it firsthand.”
Now, I ALWAYS kiss on the first date. Just to make sure I don’t fall for another rough tongue.
In a time of such uncertainty, Koones has found a way to keep Babetown in business, keep the community fed, and keep being the culinary badass she is.
Kalsarikannit is all about what is good for the soul.
Have you ever been so heartbroken, you don’t recognize yourself or where you are or who you’re with?
I don’t feel any more or less close to my dad because neither of us are straight. The same was true with my mom. Maybe that’s because sex is at the crux of sexuality, and sex just isn’t something you connect with your parents about.
When I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror, I run away.
FROM THE ARCHIVES: Never have I ever.
Did you feed your cat Doritos? I did.
“We’re not stopping until we absolutely feel that people are ready and they don’t need us anymore.”
In strange and dark times, Grace Millo turns to music.
I’m a desert Jew with eyebrows like caterpillars and arms so hairy you can’t make out the complexion of my skin beneath the thick brush.
Binging feels sort of like that manic social media scroll. You can’t stop. You can’t stop. You can’t stop. Nothing good is going inside of you. You know this. But still. You can’t stop.
The (thank god!) other butch lesbian: She’s lean, she’s mean, she’s using the latrine.
Why not serve your Zoom colleagues a lewk they’ll never forget?
If you wonder what Sophie was reading at her grandma’s bedside on “Gen Q,” we have the answer.
For many trans and nonbinary individuals, HRT and hormone blockers are a critical part of surviving. But many will go without during quarantine.
It all started as an innocent morning.
It’s in this ambiguity where queerness lives and thrives.
*cries rainbow tears*
Escapism is okay when the world is on fire.
The rebound is a natural part of the love food-chain.
Guess what? It’s OKAY to feel unproductive during a global pandemic.
How do you wash away intimate memories?
A New York nightmare.
I’m still poly, regardless of whom I’m seeing.
She’s your cool straight girl best friend who is *so* cool, she’s actually gay.
Self help meets memoir. Party girl meets wise sage. Beauty meets reality. Zara Barrie is the cool older sister you wish you had.