What We Did
Category: QUEER VOICES
At the insistence of terminally ill friends, we begged, borrowed, or stole opiates and sedatives, hoarding them until we had accumulated enough for a lethal dose. Sometimes it worked. When it didn't, we picked up the pillow on the bed. We allowed ourselves to become on-call murderers.
By Robert Julian, Contributor
Author, journalist, political activist, 2013-12-01