Surviving a Death Sentence
Category: QUEER VOICES
We went in for our test results together. It was May 1985. Still, after three years of reluctant monogamy enforced by the dread of a sex-borne plague stalking San Francisco, I feared for my lover of seven years. Christopher was younger and had been far wilder.
By Adrian Brooks, Contributor
Poet, novelist, nonfiction writer, playwright and performer, 2013-10-05