Poem: Pride 2019- An Ode to Stonewall Riots
It starts…
The stillness withinThe indignation withoutAn initiation of movementThe murmur of thought
Building like lightningAcross the mindAbove the embe... Read More...
Dee W
Poem: The Darkness Behind Me
How special to know your identityTo wear it with impunityAnd walk tall among societyConfident of your gender singularity.
But there is living inside of meMo... Read More...
Short Story : Being Trans – A Glimpse into the Mind
I want to lay with you like a man, possess you like a man, fulfil your desires like a man. But….
Fiction: Something to Hold on To (Part 2)
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We had been spending hours of the week together for some months, and still not made much physical progress with each other. It was not for a... Read More...
Fiction: Something to Hold On To (Part 1)
We met on a rainy night, just like tonight. I know it sounds clichéd, but that is exactly what happened.
It was around 3 am, and I was on my way home on my m... Read More...
Fiction: Bringing The Light (Final Part)
Read the first, second, third and fourth parts of this story.
I told Vasu, if there was anything I had learned in my short years on earth, it was that life i... Read More...
Fiction: Bringing the Light (Part 4)
Read the first, second and third parts of this story.
Within seconds, two things were clear: Vasu had little experience with this level of intimacy, but he w... Read More...
Fiction: Bringing The Light (Part 3)
Photo Credit: Dipjyoti Banik
Read the First and Second Part of this story
Vasu started coming up to my flat regularly, but still only if I called him to go s... Read More...
Fiction: Bringing the Light (Part 2)
Read the First Part here
After that, all I could think about was how to see more of Vasu. Work carried on, but my private life was spent wondering how to get... Read More...
Fiction: Bringing The Light (Part 1)
The first time I laid eyes on Vasu’s blue eyes was when he came to the office to pick me up for a meeting across the city. They were striking, those blue eye... Read More...
Short Story: First And Foremost
“He was a police officer first and foremost,” Rahul told himself as he looked in the mirror. His dark eyes looked back at him, his hair regulation short, a thi... Read More...
Dee W
Dee (formerly Deanna) is an Earthling, originally from the US, who loves to play with pet cats, write stories, poems and essays, and read books of all sorts.