We are home here.

We are born here, loved here, held here.

We are at war here.

We are relentless here.

We are powerful here. We are queer here.

We live here, we marry here, we are happy here.

We get to be happy at home!

Home is where we are loved.

(Njeri)

Feels a little silly to write a beginning story, because there’s very little of adult life that I remember before this babe.

(Beth)

Anyways, circa 2012, in a dark, smoky room, surrounded by loud, chaotic queers, a babe said hello, and stayed. And here we are. At last!