Editorials & Essays

Wonder Woman and the P Word

When my daughter was born I implemented a strict "no princess policy." That is to say, I made it clear that growing up she would at no...

Last weekend my husband and I, and six of my family members, joyfully took my 3-year-old daughter to see Disney’s new live-action take on...

Hello, my name is Brian Andersen and I’m a flamboyant homosexual — a proud flamboyant homosexual. From one flamey gay to another, I want...

Last year on a lazy Saturday, as I lounged on the couch watching Steel Magnolias for the 20th time with my sleeping daughter cuddled...

The morning after the 2016 presidential election I told my husband, “Well, it’s been nice being married to you these past three years.”...

Last year, when longtime X-Men character Iceman came out as gay after more than 50 years of Marvel Comics history, I, along with many of...

“That’s Donald Trump,” the little squeak of a voice said next to me as she drank her milk. While the duck-lipped Trump blistered and...

I never thought I’d have kids. When I came out to my mother her only lament was, “And you would have made such a wonderful father too.”...

My name is Brian Andersen and my husband and I are apostates. At least, that's what the The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints...

A few days ago I stumbled upon a rather vindictive online attack against my family and me. A Mormon blogger and pundit spitefully titled...

Dear Domenico Dolce and Stefano Gabbana, As a gay parent to a wonderfully delightful 14-month-old daughter, I wanted to personally...

Recently an antigay group in Ireland revealed its campaign against same-sex marriage with the absurd tagline, “Should Children be Exposed...

I wouldn’t say I’m ugly. But I’m certainly not Instagram bathroom underwear selfie hot either. Nowhere near that, actually. I’m what...

My husband and I welcomed our wonderful, gorgeous daughter this past January via surrogacy. She’s been a precious, magical addition to...

The day I bought my first X-Men comic was also the day I planned to commit suicide. Junior high was hard for me as a skinny, effeminate,...