Revelation: A Moment in the Life of a Black Lesbian Adoptee

I sat frozen in the back seat unable to move. Getting out of that vehicle would forever change life as I knew it and I wasn’t ready. I breathed, pushed one leg out and then the other emerging like a butterfly from the 46-year-old chrysalis which held all my former...

Expected, Accepted, and Embraced: Thoughts on My First QWOC Week

I went to my first pride festival about a year and a half ago, I think. It was located in downtown Vegas and, of course, my first reaction was fear and delight. Delight because I had never gone to such an event before and fear because my suburban upbringing had taught...