There I’d be standing on Market Street, waiting for the BART to take home from another wild, Friday-to-Sunday, drug-dazed, barebacking bacchanalia.īefore then, from the fourth grade on, my head was pummeled with safe sex education and I would only sleep with guys who said they were negative. How unfair, I thought, that I, still in my teens, feeling lost, alone and scared, didn’t have a group like that available in San Francisco. This stopped me in my tracks and made my stomach and heart ache. While slurping down a peach smoothie at the Big Cup, the other day, near my new home in New York City I read in a gay paper a little classified ad for Barebackers Anonymous - a support group for neg people who simply can’t quit having unsafe sex.
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