Polishing Up A Clusterfuck Confession

It was twelve minutes and eighteen seconds into Marco’s meandering series of increasingly tortured metaphors when Curt quizzically interjected “Are you saying you’re gay?”

Filling Your Brain With Flowers

“I don’t understand how you do that.” “What? I’ve always wanted to play a trombone.”

Lacking The Magic Words To Make Grown-Ups Understand

Dad was still at work. Mum was having a bath. The perfect time to play dress-up with your little sister, who was only allowed to be your sister when grown-ups weren’t around.

The Straightest Queer Honour Guard

Lisa took a deep breath and tried to think of a diplomatic way of saying this. She really didn’t want to shout at her brother when he was trying to help…

To This Day Button Is A Bachelor

“Is this the, um, ‘Gay Animal Sanctuary’?” “Please tell me you’re here to ask about volunteering, not to read me a church screed…”