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Recent Posts: GAY FLASH FICTION
Coming Out and of Age in China — By Massoud Hayoun
He would have been my first, I suppose—a Korean student at some other school in Beijing’s Wudaokou university district. I’d met him on a website. You’re the first and only person I’ve ever admitted that to, handsome reader. I suppose I want to feel closer to you. I was 19, Arab-American, studying Mandarin and poli […]
The Man from Dior — By John W. King
Handsome, toned, and sparkling, John W. King owns the nous of a great versifier, so it should come as no surprise that he’s the co-founder of the Verse Repair & Reconstruction Movement. Posing as a certain “Martin”, he’s also the narrator of Michael Ampersant‘s scabrous novella There Is so much Sex in the World. He […]
My Garden September — by Andres Fragoso
I ran through the garden hiding from an evil man, Jose, who has come back to hurt me once again? Was it not enough what I did for him? I gave him my trust, my life, my being. He asked, I gave willingly. Jose left, and with him, he took my heart, my soul, my […]
