Someone asked me to give them 10 reasons I loved Black Panther. Here is my mostly spoiler-free answer: 1) The screenplay did a great job of balancing action and exposition. We got a brief origin story at the beginning of the film that was backfilled along the way. 2) The film didn’t shy away from… Read More »
In the two months since his death, Prince has become more popular than ever. I have loved and admired this man and his talent for 30 years. While people worldwide mourn his passing and scramble to find a suitable replacement(impossible), my focus is on honoring the legacy of his music and the bravery and courage… Read More »
Apparently, your twenties is the time to make a shitload of mistakes one of which is sleeping with all the wrong people. If you come of age sexually, smack dab in the middle of a killer virus that scares people and has them dropping like flies with no real explanation as to why, it can… Read More »
When I came out, it was black men and being with them emotionally and physically that gave me such hope and excitement regarding my future.
Having survived Reagan, both Bushes, drug addicted and abusive paramours, the scourge that is HIV/AIDS, unrelenting bullying and the need to beg folks to let me get married, it is time to start celebrating and telling my real age.
When I first moved to California, I began meeting and talking with several men who were homeless hustlers. Miguel,Sean and a few other attractive and kind individuals schooled me in the ways of making money with your body. This was not new to me. Living in Harlem many years ago, my neighbor who lived down… Read More »
CIALIS doesn’t protect a man or his partner from sexually transmitted diseases, including HIV, and does not serve as a male form of birth control. Shame on Cialis and its creator. Mr. Cialis you are definitely missing out on a true goldmine. With all of the massive increases in HIV infections and the hyper sexuality… Read More »
Dear HIV, I am sending you this brief note because once again you have pissed me off.
On Valentine’s Day 2010, I was dumped twice.
When I was nineteen, a family friend who was also a doctor terrorized me. In addition to misdiagnosing me, I was made to feel ashamed, stupid and just plain bad about myself for being both attracted to men and acting on this attraction. To this day, I still hate and dread doctors. This was my… Read More »