From the Editors

On November ninth, we woke up—Sandra and Sarah, but also most of the older queerfolk in the country—not to a world we didn’t know, but to one we remembered well and had hoped was gone for good.

Barrie Jean Borich

Our Bodies, Our Archives

“Every generation is right to carry on the queer reinvention story, but of course I miss when we were the ones remaking.”

C.W. Emerson

The Impossible Time

“I was falling in love with the world, and everything in the world was dying.”

Cheryl Clarke

Five Poems

“call it weight reassignment and transition
from
this post post menopausal machine of bulbous tits
bulging belly
and varicose veins”

Patrick Donnelly

Three Poems

“It’s just two days since I read you
two days since your Elegies for Rog grabbed me
in the stacks at the Brooklyn branch
grief eating through the binding like dragon blood
dripping through four stone floors”

Laura Hershey

Two Poems

“It is music
when you practice opening your mouth
and liking what you hear
because it is the sound of your own
true voice.”

Ginny McReynolds

I Am a Lesbian

“When I came out to my mother at 21, she asked me how long I’d known I was gay. “Probably forever,” I said, thinking back to the nervous 7-year-old I once was, the one who knew there was something “wrong” with me.”

Sassafras Lowrey

We Know How to Do This

“If you don’t remember a time when your government hated you, those of us who do will help you learn how to survive it.”

Judith Barrington

The Closet

“Lorca said “to burn with desire and keep quiet about it is the greatest punishment we can bring on ourselves.” I recognize this punishment. But did I do it to myself or was it done to me?”

Jennifer Perrine

Two Poems

“Dear girl waiting outside, alone,
just tossed out of your parents’ house:
I offer this age’s adage—
it gets better. Sometimes it does.”

Nic Leland

Twelve

“Childhood had a space where I could fit. As long as I never grew up, I would probably be okay. I knew how everything worked. I had it all figured out.”

Miguel M. Morales

Three Poems

“Maybe we are too old to go back out
on the streets and protest but
they need us and we need them.
We are the elders now.”