Feliz Cumpleaños Gloria from a Nepantlero for Life

When I turned 20 I was a depressed, awkward, blue-haired, and woefully closeted queer boy. I had attempted, not one, but two suicides. And, lastly (and probably most damaging), I was completely convinced that I was the only queer Latin@ that ever existed. Come that following fall, I enrolled (out of a whim) in what would be my first course […]

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