The Day I Held My Boyfriend's Hand
Category: QUEER VOICES
I held my boyfriend's hand the other day. I caught it and held it until we reached the main gates of University College Cork, as I usually do on campus, only this time I didn't let go after we'd passed through. We moved along the Western Road, toward Washington Street, and as we reached the innards of Cork City, something strange lingered over me.
By Olan Harrington, ContributorPhilosopher, philanthropist, student, writer., 2014-12-06