Advocacy
The Doctor's Assistant. Honorable Mention in Pride Under Pressure Challenge. Content Warning.
It was hot that day, when we met. There’s nothing quite like Georgia heat in July; it’s the kind of muggy, sticky heat that just seeps through your clothes and into to your bones, until all you want to do is just lay down and die. We were out in the field, Maggie and me, picking peas and tomatoes with Daddy. The sun was hot enough to fry your brains clear out of your skull and make them drip out of your ears in a lumpy mush, but it did wonders for the crops.
By Natalie Gray9 months ago in Pride
Hidden Layers. Honorable Mention in Pride Under Pressure Challenge. Content Warning.
"I'm completely straight," I told myself while sitting in the school classroom trying to keep my eyes on my work to avoid staring at the beautiful girl sitting on the table opposite me.
By Carol Ann Townend9 months ago in Pride
Velma Was Always LGBT, Stop Pretending She's Not
When I called out a wave of cancellations of shows that featured massive amounts of representation of marginalized communities, one of the many things I said at that time was that there were two shows that I was the most fearful for: Chucky and Velma. I wish I could be wrong about something for a change. Sure enough, both shows had been cancelled since I wrote that piece. While the Chucky cancellation angered me more, I want to focus on Velma, because I've been sitting on this for many months.
By Clyde E. Dawkins9 months ago in Pride
Adani Realty Honored as Visionary Real Estate Brand of the Year by Grohe Hurun India
Adani Realty, the real estate arm of the Adani Group, has been honored with the prestigious Grohe Hurun India Visionary Real Estate Brand of the Year Award. This accolade, presented at the Real Estate Leaders' Conclave 2025, recognizes Adani Realty's exceptional growth and innovative approach in the competitive real estate sector.
By Adani Realty9 months ago in Pride
The Window That Never Opens Again
The Window That Never Opens Again There are some stories that live in the shadows of our memory, waiting for a quiet moment to speak. This is the story of a unique mother — my mother. By the time you reach the end, your eyes may well up too.
By Habib Ullah 9 months ago in Pride







