Since being the Queer Kid of Color I have had the chance to interview lots of people--that was since August. This title has brought me a full page in The Advocate, two pages of whatever I want to write in Clik Magazine, three free trips, the opportunity to write for four magazines and I ask myself where the hell did that guy go?
Today, the Nat'l Black Justice Coalition emailed me asking if I would be interested in covering their event in March. I gladly accepted. It was this email that made me realize that I need to make a fierce ass come back. Not the personal queer kid of color comeback, but I need to go back to interviewing people, writing stories of importance. In short, go back to the way that landed me a chance in getting all this attention.
I'm coming back...soon.
Tuesday, January 30, 2007
Monday, January 29, 2007
I called her a cunt, so what?
I got in trouble for saying cunt...
Ok, so ever since I came to college my token word has been "cunt". To me, if you're a straight female or gay man who acts effeminate you're automatically a cunt. Sorry.
Some girl and I, who thinks I'm her friend, were joking in the hallway and she was playfully touching me flirtatiously. I said playfully, “stop it you cunt!” The hallway froze. I kid you not.
This was a scene out of a motion picture. Let me script it out for ya:
The students moved slower. You can hear the drop of a pen. My face begun to sweat. Everything was moving slow…except for a professor who looks like Freddy Krueger. She’s sagging. Anyways…she rushed passed all the students and said,
“You, what’s your name?”
“Queer Kid—I mean Steven.”
“I want to see you in my classroom now!”
I couldn’t hear the ‘now’ because her breath was kicking! You can see the yellow dripping toxic from her mouth…Okay, it wasn’t that bad. I can’t front though. She was very pretty. She reminded me of my former boss Jessica; long legged, Caucasian woman who had a flare for great shoes. Only Jessica’s breath smelled good and she always smelled like a fresh spray of Sarah Jessica Parker’s “Lovely” perfume.
Moving along…
Three minutes later…faces of disgust from students…and chuckles from a white girl who reeked of sexual frustration, I found myself inside of the teacher’s classroom.
“Did I hear you say the word cunt?”
Isn’t why I’m in here?
“No, I said blunt.”
She looked at me heavily.
“Okay, I said cunt.”
“I can have you removed.”
But she didn’t.
The End.
Ok, so ever since I came to college my token word has been "cunt". To me, if you're a straight female or gay man who acts effeminate you're automatically a cunt. Sorry.
Some girl and I, who thinks I'm her friend, were joking in the hallway and she was playfully touching me flirtatiously. I said playfully, “stop it you cunt!” The hallway froze. I kid you not.
This was a scene out of a motion picture. Let me script it out for ya:
The students moved slower. You can hear the drop of a pen. My face begun to sweat. Everything was moving slow…except for a professor who looks like Freddy Krueger. She’s sagging. Anyways…she rushed passed all the students and said,
“You, what’s your name?”
“Queer Kid—I mean Steven.”
“I want to see you in my classroom now!”
I couldn’t hear the ‘now’ because her breath was kicking! You can see the yellow dripping toxic from her mouth…Okay, it wasn’t that bad. I can’t front though. She was very pretty. She reminded me of my former boss Jessica; long legged, Caucasian woman who had a flare for great shoes. Only Jessica’s breath smelled good and she always smelled like a fresh spray of Sarah Jessica Parker’s “Lovely” perfume.
Moving along…
Three minutes later…faces of disgust from students…and chuckles from a white girl who reeked of sexual frustration, I found myself inside of the teacher’s classroom.
“Did I hear you say the word cunt?”
Isn’t why I’m in here?
“No, I said blunt.”
She looked at me heavily.
“Okay, I said cunt.”
“I can have you removed.”
But she didn’t.
The End.
7 things you dont know about Jared
7 things you dont know about Jared! Eat it up bitches. This boy is raw! And I'm loving it.
I prefer small penises to big ones (not a size queen) [there's hope for me!]
I own a pair of 1983 Special Edition crocodile skin Adidas worn by Rev. Run of Run DMC
I can make a MEAN crème brulee [i love a man that can cook]
I am allergic to grapes, strawberries, cherries, and plums
I have dual-citizenship in the United States and the United Kingdom (All Hail the Queen)
I own stock in PUMA
I sing back-up for a local singer named Nikki Merton
Stay tune for Larry Lyons 7 things!
I prefer small penises to big ones (not a size queen) [there's hope for me!]
I own a pair of 1983 Special Edition crocodile skin Adidas worn by Rev. Run of Run DMC
I can make a MEAN crème brulee [i love a man that can cook]
I am allergic to grapes, strawberries, cherries, and plums
I have dual-citizenship in the United States and the United Kingdom (All Hail the Queen)
I own stock in PUMA
I sing back-up for a local singer named Nikki Merton
Stay tune for Larry Lyons 7 things!
Friday, January 26, 2007
7 things you dont know about Shawn QT
Mr. Shawn Cutie tells us what you dont know about him!
1) I was offered a job working on the Disney Cruiseship as Head Graphic Designer, staying out at sea for6 months, but turned it down because I felt I wasn'tready yet.
2) I was a virgin until I was 24 years old.
3) I have around 100 Action Figures displayedthroughout my office/social area.
4) As far as we know, I was the first black gayblogger to do a video post.
5) For Three years of my college career, I didn't haveto pay a dime!
6) I was in a relationship with blogger Larry Lyons
7) I used to do a comic book called Bugman.
Tomorrow look for Jared's 7 things.
1) I was offered a job working on the Disney Cruiseship as Head Graphic Designer, staying out at sea for6 months, but turned it down because I felt I wasn'tready yet.
2) I was a virgin until I was 24 years old.
3) I have around 100 Action Figures displayedthroughout my office/social area.
4) As far as we know, I was the first black gayblogger to do a video post.
5) For Three years of my college career, I didn't haveto pay a dime!
6) I was in a relationship with blogger Larry Lyons
7) I used to do a comic book called Bugman.
Tomorrow look for Jared's 7 things.
Thursday, January 25, 2007
The Search for Marz Prom Date
Ok everyone Marz needs a prom date. I’m going to narrow the search down to fit the criteria that I feel is best for him.
And yes if you have a boyfriend it’s still ok to take him to prom if you buy him a corsage.
So, any takers?
And yes if you have a boyfriend it’s still ok to take him to prom if you buy him a corsage.
So, any takers?
Wednesday, January 24, 2007
Noah's Arc to become film in theaters
Logo, a division of Viacom Inc.’s MTV Networks, today announced that it plans to bring Noah’s Arc, its hit flagship series about four African- American gay friends in Los Angeles to the silver screen in 2008 as Logo’s first original theatrical film.
Noah’s Arc will join Sex and the City, Star Trek and The Simpsons as yet another fan-driven series finding a home at the multiplex, opening the door to greater storytelling depth, expanded creative opportunities and new audiences. Currently in development, the film is expected to pick up after the show’s second season cliffhanger finale and continue with an even bolder and provocative storyline. The film will leave the door open for sequels, additional television seasons and specials. The series is created by and executive produced by Patrik-Ian Polk and his Tall Skinny Black Boy Productions.
Noah’s Arc will join Sex and the City, Star Trek and The Simpsons as yet another fan-driven series finding a home at the multiplex, opening the door to greater storytelling depth, expanded creative opportunities and new audiences. Currently in development, the film is expected to pick up after the show’s second season cliffhanger finale and continue with an even bolder and provocative storyline. The film will leave the door open for sequels, additional television seasons and specials. The series is created by and executive produced by Patrik-Ian Polk and his Tall Skinny Black Boy Productions.
Tuesday, January 23, 2007
Me in College
Ok, here’s my update on college! Yippy! I arrived on campus at 3PM. I asked a girl to show me to my place and she agreed to. The trucks were ridding the campus of the snow and so the girl said to me “Since the paths are being cleaned up right now, we’ll have to go through the icy grass. Be careful you might slip and there’s dirt inside the snow.” I looked at her and was like “Honey, I’m a queen. I don’t walk through snow.” Ok, I’m lying. I didn’t say that. I asked if we could just wait. I guess she was impatient because she then said “ok let’s just take my car.”
When I arrived to my apartment what I found was a complete mess! I kid you not. The living room was filthy, the kitchen was ugh, and the dining area a mess. The apartment definitely needed a touch of gay. I was more than happy to touch it. I entered my room and found that it was too bland. There were no colors in it. It just looked like blah. We can’t paint the rooms, so.
My suitemates are Jamaican or Haitian. I can’t tell which one they are. I mean, they speak a different type of English. They're cool.
Story time! A girl saw me and greeted me and she saw my rainbow chain and she was all like “oh that’s so cute and retro.” I looked at her and asked “where you from?” and she says “ Syracuse .” I thought in my mind oh hell. I was like “well girl you is fierce” She says, “I am? Thanks…What does that mean and oh my God I love your chain. I need to get one.” I said, “oh that’s cool. I wear it because it symbolizes my pride.” She goes, “Pride? Wait a minute…You are not…gay?” Gosh…I can go on.
College is freaking expensive! Goodness. My suitemate has to pay $800 in books. I spent $30 in two days just on food. Goodness gracious Lord almighty.
When I arrived to my apartment what I found was a complete mess! I kid you not. The living room was filthy, the kitchen was ugh, and the dining area a mess. The apartment definitely needed a touch of gay. I was more than happy to touch it. I entered my room and found that it was too bland. There were no colors in it. It just looked like blah. We can’t paint the rooms, so.
My suitemates are Jamaican or Haitian. I can’t tell which one they are. I mean, they speak a different type of English. They're cool.
Story time! A girl saw me and greeted me and she saw my rainbow chain and she was all like “oh that’s so cute and retro.” I looked at her and asked “where you from?” and she says “ Syracuse .” I thought in my mind oh hell. I was like “well girl you is fierce” She says, “I am? Thanks…What does that mean and oh my God I love your chain. I need to get one.” I said, “oh that’s cool. I wear it because it symbolizes my pride.” She goes, “Pride? Wait a minute…You are not…gay?” Gosh…I can go on.
College is freaking expensive! Goodness. My suitemate has to pay $800 in books. I spent $30 in two days just on food. Goodness gracious Lord almighty.
Friday, January 19, 2007
College here I come!
Im moving to college this sunday! I'm so excited and nervous at the same time. I have my own room, but my dorm I have to share with two other roommates. I have a kitchen, stove, dishwasher, dining area, stove and a refrigerator.
Yippy!
Yippy!
Wednesday, January 17, 2007
The search for the perfect cock
I have met plenty of good guys in the two years that I have been a part of the gay scene. Guys who enjoyed my company, guys who would say I seduced them with my personality. So what a surprise that since being a great guy I still managed to be single. Yes, I am happy that one. And I’m not a desperate. This is not a rant and rave on how I’m searching for my long lost love or some bullshit blog about how I want to be in a relationship. Anyways, contrary to whatever I may say, I think I’m the perfect gentlemen. Even though I may be just a little stubborn when it comes to picking and choosing carefully who I like. I’ve never dated either. I just “hung out” [for lack of a better term] with guys. Which leads me to this transition:
I finally thought to leave my stubborn ways, stop thinking that I’m above the guys who like me and give this one guy the opportunity to change my perceptions about the other gays I’ve encountered. To sum it all up, I thought I met the perfect cock. I was wrong.
The perfect cock turned out to be a gentlemen who is having a love affair with his church, an undercover straight guy who doesn’t like being gay and who thinks homosexuality is a sin. I was induced by his state of mind, enticed by the words he chose to speak, captivated by how articulate he was and moved enough to mentally piece together a life of ecstasy. So why am I still running behind him? Why am I still making out with him in his car? Why do I feel affection for someone who thinks I’m a sin? No, I’m not desperate. Trust. I’m not. Patience for relationships is something I have no problem exercising. I’m running behind this perfect ten of a man because I’m afraid that perhaps he will realize some day he isn’t straight and decide to find another man. I feel like there is no one like him. When he finally finds out that he isn’t straight, I want to be the first face he sees and the first person he thinks about when it hits him that there’s nothing wrong with being same gender loving because after all its survival of the fittest and we’re all looking for the prefect cock.
I finally thought to leave my stubborn ways, stop thinking that I’m above the guys who like me and give this one guy the opportunity to change my perceptions about the other gays I’ve encountered. To sum it all up, I thought I met the perfect cock. I was wrong.
The perfect cock turned out to be a gentlemen who is having a love affair with his church, an undercover straight guy who doesn’t like being gay and who thinks homosexuality is a sin. I was induced by his state of mind, enticed by the words he chose to speak, captivated by how articulate he was and moved enough to mentally piece together a life of ecstasy. So why am I still running behind him? Why am I still making out with him in his car? Why do I feel affection for someone who thinks I’m a sin? No, I’m not desperate. Trust. I’m not. Patience for relationships is something I have no problem exercising. I’m running behind this perfect ten of a man because I’m afraid that perhaps he will realize some day he isn’t straight and decide to find another man. I feel like there is no one like him. When he finally finds out that he isn’t straight, I want to be the first face he sees and the first person he thinks about when it hits him that there’s nothing wrong with being same gender loving because after all its survival of the fittest and we’re all looking for the prefect cock.
Friday, January 12, 2007
I woke up to this this morning. No joke.
--dear sir am aged 18 aboy in uganda i would liketo get some one who can take me as his boy freindand sponsor me in education. iwill give my self to him. ---
I dont know how to respond to that. How do I say 'what is your problem' ?
I dont know how to respond to that. How do I say 'what is your problem' ?
Thursday, January 11, 2007
The inevitable Darryl Stephens
Darryl Stephens is fierce. Look what he says an interview I recently did with him for NYANSAPO magazine.
QKOC: Noah's Arc was given some intense criticism for the acting and lack of range in portraying gay men. What do you have to say to that?
DS:I had to learn this the hard way but people who sit on their asses, typing away at their computers, tearing down things that they would never have the balls to even attempt themselves, really don't have much impact on me and my life. Everyone is entitled to an opinion. I would never begrudge anyone the right to share what they feel but some people were just cruel. Unnecessarily so and you know these are the same people, hiding behind their computers, who never got enough attention, who now resent anyone who is getting attention. They were the last to get picked to play on the team and now they hate anyone who's still in the game. You don't like yourself so you tear down those around you. I get it. It's so transparent to me now. I think the show has come a long way and it has a long way to go, but for all those bitchy queens who had nothing but mean things to say-- I just don't respect people like that. So I don't take their petty criticisms to heart. You can go to my myspace page and see how many people love the work we're doing. I can't be bothered with some closet case feeling like we're playing gay men too effeminately. Give me a break.
QKOC: Noah's Arc was given some intense criticism for the acting and lack of range in portraying gay men. What do you have to say to that?
DS:I had to learn this the hard way but people who sit on their asses, typing away at their computers, tearing down things that they would never have the balls to even attempt themselves, really don't have much impact on me and my life. Everyone is entitled to an opinion. I would never begrudge anyone the right to share what they feel but some people were just cruel. Unnecessarily so and you know these are the same people, hiding behind their computers, who never got enough attention, who now resent anyone who is getting attention. They were the last to get picked to play on the team and now they hate anyone who's still in the game. You don't like yourself so you tear down those around you. I get it. It's so transparent to me now. I think the show has come a long way and it has a long way to go, but for all those bitchy queens who had nothing but mean things to say-- I just don't respect people like that. So I don't take their petty criticisms to heart. You can go to my myspace page and see how many people love the work we're doing. I can't be bothered with some closet case feeling like we're playing gay men too effeminately. Give me a break.
Cock and Bull: The search for the perfect cock
From my bi-weekly column on What's The T
".........The perfect cock turned out to be an English gentlemen who is having a love affair with his church, an undercover straight guy who doesn’t like being gay and who thought homosexuality is a sin. I was induced by his state of mind, enticed by the words he chose to speak, captivated by how articulate he was and moved enough to mentally piece together a life of ecstasy. So why am I still running behind him? Why am I still making out with him in his car? Why do I feel affection for someone who thinks I’m a sin?"
READ MORE HERE:
".........The perfect cock turned out to be an English gentlemen who is having a love affair with his church, an undercover straight guy who doesn’t like being gay and who thought homosexuality is a sin. I was induced by his state of mind, enticed by the words he chose to speak, captivated by how articulate he was and moved enough to mentally piece together a life of ecstasy. So why am I still running behind him? Why am I still making out with him in his car? Why do I feel affection for someone who thinks I’m a sin?"
READ MORE HERE:
Wednesday, January 10, 2007
Caucasian man and someone on the DL
Today the oddest thing happened to me. A very classy and professional looking older Caucasian man was sat beside me on the train stroking his wooden penis while rubbing his leg up against me. As much as I moved away from him, his legs always managed to follow. I knew something was up with this guy because when I came in he immediately stood up from his seat and stood up in front of me where I and EVERYONE who was paying attention can clearly see he was rubbing his penis. He then sat by me. I don’t know whether to be flattered or disgusted.
In other news…
One of my friends is now ENGAGED. And he’s clearly a very GAY man. I’m telling you. This guy may be masculine but he’s gayier than me. Sad, so sad.
In other news…
One of my friends is now ENGAGED. And he’s clearly a very GAY man. I’m telling you. This guy may be masculine but he’s gayier than me. Sad, so sad.
Monday, January 08, 2007
I want you!
Are you a same gender loving [male] person of color, who loves to sing or rap:?Well than I want you!I'm writing an article on same gender loving artists for a national publication.You must live in the NYC area and must be willing to speak openly about your sexualty and the "affect" of it in your music. Let me know!
Than I want to interview you! I would like to interview four individuals for the feburary issue of Clik magazine. A national magazine that I have the privilege of working for every month. So let me know~!Yippy!
queerkidofcolor@yahoo.com
Than I want to interview you! I would like to interview four individuals for the feburary issue of Clik magazine. A national magazine that I have the privilege of working for every month. So let me know~!Yippy!
queerkidofcolor@yahoo.com
Sunday, January 07, 2007
Interview with a former sex worker
Xavier, The Great
He prostituted to get by. Slept under cars. A young person of color lost in a world of utter hopelessness. He emerged to become one of the communities most profound poets, inspiration and an icon. Emanuel Xavier opens up about his life as a sex worker, homeless youth, and how he rose to be a great poet.
How and why did you start the House Of Xavier?
I wanted to bring together two cultures which had influenced me- the slam poetry scene and the ballroom community. At first, it was very confusing for a lot of people because it wasn't a traditional ballroom House. Willi Ninja was there from the very beginning. He absolutely loved the idea. It was because of him that I continued believing in the concept and staging the annual Glam Slam competitions. Without him or Mother Diva Xavier, I would've given up years ago.
What are some experiences being the founder of your House?
At first, the House of Xavier actually had "children" running around expecting me to be the "father." I wasn't really ready for all of that and I ended up losing them to other Houses where they finally found a home. I think we all found our place and are doing what we really want to do today. I enjoy putting together the annual Glam Slam competitions and the occasional mini balls. However, Mother Diva Xavier is ready to be an actual "mother" and we are currently scouting around for an appropriate "father" to reintroduce the House of Xavier to the ballroom community.
Describe your coming out.
Everything is really intense when you're in your teens and so when my mother overheard a phone conversation between myself and the guy I had broken up with, I fell apart and her reaction only made things worse. I ended up locking myself in the bathroom and downing a bottle of pills only to wake up throwing up charcoal at the hospital.
Was your family accepting of you. Describe that.
They were very religious and old fashioned. Obviously, I was the Anti-Christ. That they didn't try to stab me with daggers at a church alter was a big surprise. Eventually, we all grew up and learned to forgive and love one another. My relationship with them today is beautiful. In retrospect, because of everything we put each other through, we are closer as a family. It didn't seem that way back then. We're very fortunate to have one another and survive such a difficult period.
You were homeless on the streets of NY. Was that a result of being gay?
My mom was furious and asked me to leave home once I was released from the hospital. Of course, she regretted it the next day but I refused to go back and disappeared into New York City nightlife. I was out on the streets for months prostituting myself for a couch to crash on or some money to get through the next day. Once, I even slept underneath a parked car at the West Side Highway piers because it was raining outside. A lot of times, I could be found asleep on some corner at the Sound Factory because it was open until noon or one of the House mothers would let me sleep on their floor or a hallway. Eventually, it was a gay cousin who found me hustling out on Christopher Street who I agreed to stay with out in the Bronx as long as he didn't tell my mother.
I read your biography. I have friends who call what they do sex work but you called it in your biography prostitution. Is there a difference?
Whatever you choose to call it, it is what it is. I'm only here today because I practiced safe sex and was very lucky not to end up floating in the Hudson River. I count my blessings every day. I'm not one to pass judgment on anyone for how they choose to survive. The key word here is 'survive.' It doesn't matter what you do or how you choose to define it. As long as you're practicing safe sex, you could call it what you want.
Why did you turn to prostitution to get by?
I was only sixteen, I was full of rage and my hormones were racing. Probably even more so because I had been sexually abused as a child. I was angry at myself, at my family, at the world.
How did you get into drug dealing?
Eventually, I started dating someone who was dealing drugs on the side. I was introduced to the guy he worked for and it all seemed so glamorous. Because I didn't have any addictions of my own, I thought I was helping people. The only one I was really helping was myself. Later in life, it would come back to bite me in the ass.
How did you quit drug dealing and prostitution?
I stopped prostituting thanks to my cousin. With a roof over my head and food in my stomach, there was no need to be out on the streets turning tricks for coins. He and his lover sort of became my gay parents and I eventually went back home to my mother and finished school. Drug dealing came a bit later as I still had a few demons to battle and I hadn't quite matured just yet. The day I found myself at a gay bar with drug-filled pockets and no one watching over me, I knew I was being set up. I had become too popular at the major clubs as a dealer and the police were really cracking down. The whole Giuliani period was really scary and I met someone who convinced me it was time to move on. He had me move in with him briefly until I got my shit together.
Has the gay community changed since you first came in it?
Most definitely. There are so many more options for queer youth today than there were when I was a teen. There is far more information regarding safe sex. There are many more safe spaces for queer youth and places to turn to if your child turns out to be gay. There is still a long way to go before we have the same opportunities as straights but I remain hopeful that day may someday come.
What are your plans for the future?
I'd like to continue writing and possibly acting. I want to inspire and be inspired. I've spent so much of my life trying to make up for all the mistakes of the past and I'd like to look back and smile whole-heartedly. I always say regret is self-destructive. I've learned so much through my experiences and know I'm simply lucky to still be here. If there's a lesson to be learned from my experiences, it's to be good to yourself. No matter what you've done in life or what you've been through, "Stars are not only found out in the sky but in ourselves."
full interview email me at queerkidofcolor@yahoo.com
He prostituted to get by. Slept under cars. A young person of color lost in a world of utter hopelessness. He emerged to become one of the communities most profound poets, inspiration and an icon. Emanuel Xavier opens up about his life as a sex worker, homeless youth, and how he rose to be a great poet.
How and why did you start the House Of Xavier?
I wanted to bring together two cultures which had influenced me- the slam poetry scene and the ballroom community. At first, it was very confusing for a lot of people because it wasn't a traditional ballroom House. Willi Ninja was there from the very beginning. He absolutely loved the idea. It was because of him that I continued believing in the concept and staging the annual Glam Slam competitions. Without him or Mother Diva Xavier, I would've given up years ago.
What are some experiences being the founder of your House?
At first, the House of Xavier actually had "children" running around expecting me to be the "father." I wasn't really ready for all of that and I ended up losing them to other Houses where they finally found a home. I think we all found our place and are doing what we really want to do today. I enjoy putting together the annual Glam Slam competitions and the occasional mini balls. However, Mother Diva Xavier is ready to be an actual "mother" and we are currently scouting around for an appropriate "father" to reintroduce the House of Xavier to the ballroom community.
Describe your coming out.
Everything is really intense when you're in your teens and so when my mother overheard a phone conversation between myself and the guy I had broken up with, I fell apart and her reaction only made things worse. I ended up locking myself in the bathroom and downing a bottle of pills only to wake up throwing up charcoal at the hospital.
Was your family accepting of you. Describe that.
They were very religious and old fashioned. Obviously, I was the Anti-Christ. That they didn't try to stab me with daggers at a church alter was a big surprise. Eventually, we all grew up and learned to forgive and love one another. My relationship with them today is beautiful. In retrospect, because of everything we put each other through, we are closer as a family. It didn't seem that way back then. We're very fortunate to have one another and survive such a difficult period.
You were homeless on the streets of NY. Was that a result of being gay?
My mom was furious and asked me to leave home once I was released from the hospital. Of course, she regretted it the next day but I refused to go back and disappeared into New York City nightlife. I was out on the streets for months prostituting myself for a couch to crash on or some money to get through the next day. Once, I even slept underneath a parked car at the West Side Highway piers because it was raining outside. A lot of times, I could be found asleep on some corner at the Sound Factory because it was open until noon or one of the House mothers would let me sleep on their floor or a hallway. Eventually, it was a gay cousin who found me hustling out on Christopher Street who I agreed to stay with out in the Bronx as long as he didn't tell my mother.
I read your biography. I have friends who call what they do sex work but you called it in your biography prostitution. Is there a difference?
Whatever you choose to call it, it is what it is. I'm only here today because I practiced safe sex and was very lucky not to end up floating in the Hudson River. I count my blessings every day. I'm not one to pass judgment on anyone for how they choose to survive. The key word here is 'survive.' It doesn't matter what you do or how you choose to define it. As long as you're practicing safe sex, you could call it what you want.
Why did you turn to prostitution to get by?
I was only sixteen, I was full of rage and my hormones were racing. Probably even more so because I had been sexually abused as a child. I was angry at myself, at my family, at the world.
How did you get into drug dealing?
Eventually, I started dating someone who was dealing drugs on the side. I was introduced to the guy he worked for and it all seemed so glamorous. Because I didn't have any addictions of my own, I thought I was helping people. The only one I was really helping was myself. Later in life, it would come back to bite me in the ass.
How did you quit drug dealing and prostitution?
I stopped prostituting thanks to my cousin. With a roof over my head and food in my stomach, there was no need to be out on the streets turning tricks for coins. He and his lover sort of became my gay parents and I eventually went back home to my mother and finished school. Drug dealing came a bit later as I still had a few demons to battle and I hadn't quite matured just yet. The day I found myself at a gay bar with drug-filled pockets and no one watching over me, I knew I was being set up. I had become too popular at the major clubs as a dealer and the police were really cracking down. The whole Giuliani period was really scary and I met someone who convinced me it was time to move on. He had me move in with him briefly until I got my shit together.
Has the gay community changed since you first came in it?
Most definitely. There are so many more options for queer youth today than there were when I was a teen. There is far more information regarding safe sex. There are many more safe spaces for queer youth and places to turn to if your child turns out to be gay. There is still a long way to go before we have the same opportunities as straights but I remain hopeful that day may someday come.
What are your plans for the future?
I'd like to continue writing and possibly acting. I want to inspire and be inspired. I've spent so much of my life trying to make up for all the mistakes of the past and I'd like to look back and smile whole-heartedly. I always say regret is self-destructive. I've learned so much through my experiences and know I'm simply lucky to still be here. If there's a lesson to be learned from my experiences, it's to be good to yourself. No matter what you've done in life or what you've been through, "Stars are not only found out in the sky but in ourselves."
full interview email me at queerkidofcolor@yahoo.com
Friday, January 05, 2007
Thursday, January 04, 2007
I think I lost my writing touch.
Hmph, well I lost my mojo. My way of writing. I'm sat here working on the interview I did with Darryl Stephens [Noah's Arc] trying to come up with a compelling introduction and nothing comes about. Not a word. I was sat yesterday working on writing an episode for Christopher Street the series and I couldnt get my keyboard to type INT. What's going on with me? Why can't I write any more? I get paid to write. It's not a hobby for me. It's a living. I'm failing at this work of mines. Why? It's not writer's block. Definitely not that. I'm trippin' people!
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