Born as an early 90’s baby, I’d say I’m a true millennial. My generation was the one who, unfortunately, was raised with the baby boomers notion that life would be a breeze if you just checked off the boxes. Get a degree, a good job, find a partner (preferably one

There is a war against transgender people, and old white men are losing their shit. I work a couple jobs in the hospitality industry, and I must have an inviting demeanour because these men keep talking to me about gender politics. Maybe I’m just another outlet to vent after watching

The Huge Release Party for the Literary Magazine In case you haven’t heard, we just put out an incredible literary magazine called The Dreams I Dreamt: Letters to San Francisco thanks to a grant from the Civic Joy Fund. It’s a gift to San Francisco, where 19 of The City’s

The lump in my throat grew bigger, the longer I kept my secret. I’ve come out once before, and really every time I’ve met someone new. Why is this any different? I moved away from Sonoma to live in San Francisco as soon as I could. I was 18, going

“At first I found it to be a bit ironic living in Sonoma Wine Country sober, but I’ve come to realize that it’s all about your perspective.”

Did you know that Sonoma County is home to one of the highest per capita populations of LGBTQIA+ peoples in the country? I sure didn’t!