Pride Month

the mirror in my childhood bedroom still doesn't recognize me
the same mirror that watched me try on my mother's lipstick at seven practice kissing my own hand at thirteen cry over breakups
By A.Oabout a year ago in Pride
Pride 2025 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️
June is Pride Month, and I want to extend my support, care, and empathy to the LGBTQIA folks. The world right now is a hot mess and I know many LGBTQIA folks who are fearful because of laws constantly being talked about to make these folks feel “less than”.
By LaShunta Habout a year ago in Pride
the day i stopped apologizing for taking up space
sorry was the first word out of my mouth every morning sorry for being here sorry for breathing too loud sorry for needing the bathroom
By A.Oabout a year ago in Pride
i kept all my old clothes in a garbage bag for three years
the black hefty bag sat in the corner of my closet for three years two months and sixteen days but who's counting right?
By A.Oabout a year ago in Pride
learning to love the sound of my own voice
the first time i heard myself on a recording i wanted to disappear that voice high and thin like glass breaking was supposed to be mine
By A.Oabout a year ago in Pride
the first time someone called me by my chosen name
i practiced it in the mirror for months rolling the syllables around my tongue like a prayer i was afraid to say out loud
By A.Oabout a year ago in Pride
Deliver Me From Them: Jesus, I Need Help!. Top Story - June 2025.
"Well of course, Daddy, I’m all settled in just fine," I say into the Trimline telephone, counting the eon-long seconds like I’m sitting through one of his drawn-out July sermons, bless him. "No, everything’s been alright, thank the Lord. The staff are... helpful. Nothin’ over the top, just a sweet spirit all around. No need to worry."
By Dalma Ubitzabout a year ago in Pride
Twister Wives
Have you ever been in love with more than one person at once? It's a problem, and probably a curse. But what if those people were also in love with each other? That would be a blessing.
By A. S. Lawrenceabout a year ago in Pride
Sickos. Runner-Up in Pride Under Pressure Challenge.
I’ve never celebrated Pride. As I type this, I know that I never will. There’s a bravery to proclaiming your identity in any way, whether it’s as big as announcing to the world that you’re a member of the queer community, or daring to wear that neon orange trench coat that mocks you with snickers of ”traffic cone” each time you try it on. That coat never makes it past the bedroom door, living in the back of the closet month after month.
By Becca Shaleyabout a year ago in Pride
Camp Wannabe
Sarah's listless eyes saw the flyer dangling from a single thumbtack on the cork board in her college dorm. Although it was partially curled from the effects of humidity, she could see the bold-lettered word 'amp' which drew her attention. She rolled it out to a flat position and took an unused tack to pin the right side up, making it visible. She could now see the word was 'Camp'. A talent camp. She always wanted to showcase her talents but felt silly about it...
By Lamar Wigginsabout a year ago in Pride
I Used to Wish I Were Straight. Runner-Up in Pride Under Pressure Challenge.
June 1991 I came from the womb, kicking and screaming, clearly upset to have made it earthside. It was as though I knew that the life I would endure as a lesbian woman would be agonizingly difficult.
By I. Lazyrynabout a year ago in Pride
Reigning in the Rain
Their love surged both on and off the battlefield, where hundreds of villagers raised their weapons against the soldiers of King Einar of KhaRel. They were merely a distraction, and while they valiantly fought on, one Leopold Dulon snuck through the back alleys of the village bearing a string-and-button fastened cloak in an unassuming gray color. Mercenaries hired by Einer to find him were posted throughout the street corners with orders to haul him back kicking and screaming if they must.
By Lizzy Roseabout a year ago in Pride