He looked up, a small smirk returning. "A glitch? I like that. I’m the colorful static between the channels."
"So, you’re saying the spectrum is looking pretty good from where you’re sitting?" I asked. My Boy Is So Bi
For Leo, being a "bi boy" meant living in a constant state of translation. In some circles, he was "too queer"; in others, he was "passing." He had to navigate the girls who thought he was just a "safe" best friend and the guys who thought he was just a pit stop on the way to coming out as fully gay. He looked up, a small smirk returning
"Because people are afraid of what they can’t categorize, Leo," I told him. "You’re a glitch in their matrix." He looked up