My Uncle Was Gay, and I Want to Tell the World
Category: QUEER VOICES
It strikes me that he would be pissed and proud that I wrote this post. He may have had a good life, but I mourn the fact that he was never really free. I feel the echo of his frustration and rage, and the ferocity of his commitment and love. I am haunted by him still.
By Brenda Keesal, ContributorWriter, digital storyteller, lover & blogger at Burns the Fire, 2014-11-01