Death of the Underdog or Ready for Violence – Coming out Bi part 9

Again, it’s been a while since my last piece in this Coming Out series. I mentioned prior that it keeps getting harder to write as it keeps getting closer to home; the things I discover in my memory are tied to feelings I currently carry, like a kink in the neck I wake up withContinue reading “Death of the Underdog or Ready for Violence – Coming out Bi part 9”

Congratulations, it’s a sissy – coming out bi part 8

It’s been a minute since the last installment of this series. Turns out this gets harder to write as I go. If you’d like to catch up, you can click on the ‘journal’ link, and scroll back to earlier posts. Late summer 1990. I was 19, a long-haired, long-bearded, stinky hippie. A functional alcoholic, aContinue reading “Congratulations, it’s a sissy – coming out bi part 8”

Read my story in Suburban Witchcraft Magazine

I’m pleased to let you know my story, Bioluminescence, has been published in Suburban Witchcraft Magazine. It’s a beautiful journal of poetry and art, plus one magical realism story by yours truly. Check it out here I’m making my way through it slowly still, stopping here and there to stretch my legs a bit andContinue reading “Read my story in Suburban Witchcraft Magazine”

The 80s – coming out bi part 7

1980s PART ONE — I graduated high school in 1987. I am definitely a child of the 80s, though I’ve really always hated that about myself. As far back as I remember I’ve felt out of place and out of time. Like I was a generation or two too late. Among the many features ofContinue reading “The 80s – coming out bi part 7”

Coming Out Bi – part 6 – Burt Reynolds

I want to find a moment in my past I can look at to say, that’s when I realized I was queer, that was the moment I knew it, and that’s when I decided to accept it. Or to fight for it. Maybe a moment someone told me not to be gay. Or a momentContinue reading “Coming Out Bi – part 6 – Burt Reynolds”

Selling Rare Books

Life seems to come in fits and starts. I doubt my experience is unusual in that regard. I seem to uncover truths, meaningful to me in certain moments of clarity, which lead me to a deeper understanding (or the illusion of a deeper understanding) of self; moments like lighthouses defining just enough of the worldContinue reading “Selling Rare Books”

Dodgeball and locker rooms – coming out bi part 5

I’m 52 for fuck’s sake, dealing with what feels like things that should have been dealt with when I was a teenager. Shame creeps in here in so many ways. Why am I late to the party, again? This is a story about coming out of the closet as a bisexual man. Coming out isn’tContinue reading “Dodgeball and locker rooms – coming out bi part 5”

Nipples – Coming out bi part 4

On Friday July 27, 1984 my family started a one-week camping trip just down the road not even ten miles away from home. It was a sort of getaway without the hassle of getting away, I suppose. I don’t know what prompted my parents to do this odd but fun little adventure. I’m pretty sureContinue reading “Nipples – Coming out bi part 4”

Freddie with the Mohawk – coming out bi part 3

The first day of 8th grade. 1983. That summer I’d been away for two weeks with my parents and little sister on a trip to Memphis TN, the first time I’d ever been farther away from home than a field trip to Ottowa once to see the Canadian capital. That was only about 100 miles.Continue reading “Freddie with the Mohawk – coming out bi part 3”