New York City's homeless youth are frequently faced with no option but to prostitute themselves in order to survive. And Mayor Bloomberg, despite promoting anti-prostitution efforts, perpetuates this situation by failing to provide nearly enough shelter beds for homeless youth.
Marriage has been the beginning and end of most discussions of either party's stance on LGBT issues, but the fact that poverty is very much an LGBT issue itself has been overlooked, particularly in my own city of Detroit.
If homeless children don't have a permanent place to stay, shouldn't they be able to get the help designated for them, without having to prove their status, or wallow in red tape while missing out on a childhood?
A solution to the homeless youth problem that is affecting not only Chicago's Boystown but other urban areas all over the country will involve more than just one father figure, for it takes a queer village to raise our children, too.
There is something about compartmentalizing my relationships that gives me stability: college roommates, professional acquaintances, Twitter friends, best friends, boyfriends, fiancé. Mingling things seems likely to lead to a tangled mess.
I witnessed Chicago's gay community conflicted over at-risk LGBT youth and the violence they brought upon Boystown. It got me thinking about getting older, the stability of settling down, and what it means to make a family of one's own.