Every single time some "boi" makes a sexist joke about bringing in the bacon for "my woman" or a straight dude presumes to know who "wears the pants" in my relationship, or a waiter assumes I'm the one that's paying the bill (even after my femme partner asks for it),…
"It takes a village to raise a child" comes to mind when I reflect on my visit. Inspired by a woman's wish to build homes for children orphaned by their mothers dying of HIV/AIDS (and who most likely would end up HIV+ themselves), I expected a hospice when I arrived.…
#AfricansforAfrica Update: I’m realizing that many of the non-profits I’m visiting are in some very remote areas and it’s going to take more $$ than I imagined to get to them. It’s funny, no matter how much you plan and budget, you can never anticipate the true cost of living…
A parting poem from my beautiful partner. She read this at my goodbye party last weekend, and wanted me to share it with all of you. As she has dedicated this to me, I dedicate this to everyone who loves an activist, who gives them sustenance when they are running…
Love Is My Revolution: A few weeks ago, I shared a short photo essay about my best friend, ChiChi. We'd been estranged for four years due to my sexuality and her Christian faith. Recently, we reunited to find our friendship changed for the better. Given the ongoing battle between religion…