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By A. J. Walkley Looking back on my life from my current vantage point of 28 years old, it amazes me that I did not realize my bisexuality much earlier than I did. By the time I came to terms with being bi and readily identified with the term, I had had multiple...
By Suzanne Lauer I was a hippie in the 60’s; I wasn’t the kind of flower child who danced, stoned and half-naked in the park that you see in file footage. I was the bookish kind who grew long hair as an act of defiance, who insisted on a self-determined set of values...
We received so many submissions to our last issue that we decided to continue with the same theme. So this new issue is "What Happens Next, part 2." Readers were asked: "What did you do next? Did you look for supportive community? Read books? Try to meet other women...