Wow, today sucks. Sucks real bad. But I’ve been sitting on this post for a minute, and I thought maybe talking about something good and beautiful would help, so this is a little bit selfish. I sat for a bit today looking through the Gay Dreaming by Anthony Hurd and for sure cried a bit,…

I slept on this book, and I shouldn’t have, but like a lot of us who came of age in the 80’s and 90’s, all of the stories and media I consumed that had anything to do with HIV and AIDS were so fucking traumatizing. And it’s on me that I didn’t realize sooner how…