My two ‘gay mothers’
When I was 17 I met Charles through my friend Ryan. There was this always expanding network of black gay men I met early on. Each relationship brought you two or three additional relationships. I wanted to know everyone. Charles was the first black gay man I met who shared my interest in literature and art. After school during my senior year I would go to his house and we would talk for hours. He saw things in me that I could not yet see in myself. I don’t think I saw myself as being particularly thoughtful or aware of the world until those conversations with Charles.
These men each played an important part of my development, and entered my life at important stages. These relationships created experiences for me, joyful experiences, that I still draw strength from to this day.
May 1, 2015