by Mark S. King | Mar 15, 2012 | Anita Mann and Acting Gigs, Family and Friends, Gay Life, Meth and Recovery, My Fabulous Disease
“We’re born naked… and the rest is drag.” — RuPaulWhen I was nine years old, I took my parents’ album of the Broadway musical “Damn Yankees” and memorized every syllable of Gwen Verdon’s show stopper, “Who’s Got the Pain When They Do the Mambo?” Once I was... by Mark S. King | Feb 23, 2012 | Gay Life, Living with HIV/AIDS, Meth and Recovery, My Fabulous Disease, News
The image in my mind has never left me, even after many years of trying, of applying layers of wallpaper to that corner of my mind. I am in someone’s bedroom — it could have been anyone, really — and I am offered a syringe to inject crystal meth. The... by Mark S. King | Feb 7, 2012 | Gay Life, Living with HIV/AIDS, My Fabulous Disease, News, Prevention and Policy
What if you could witness a face-to-face confrontation between a man living with HIV and the sex partner accusing him of not revealing his status? Wouldn’t you like to be a fly on that wall? The fireworks could be mighty, as emotions raged between the furious accuser... by Mark S. King | Jan 31, 2012 | Gay Life, Living with HIV/AIDS, My Fabulous Disease
The mall was abuzz, with people darting in and out of stores, wrangling their kids and chatting on cell phones. I preferred it that way, because it kept Larry in a fairly calm state of quiet attention, ever vigilant as to where and when his next mortal enemy might... by Mark S. King | Jan 19, 2012 | Family and Friends, Gay Life, My Fabulous Disease
Even in darkness, in the bitter cold of northern Pennsylvania on a January night, the town of Milford can’t help displaying its charm. I’m walking through Main Street and the shops splash warm light in my path as strolling shoppers offer smiles and salutations. This... by Mark S. King | Dec 13, 2011 | Anita Mann and Acting Gigs, Family and Friends, Gay Life, Living with HIV/AIDS, My Fabulous Disease
My mother’s home here in Shreveport, Louisiana, was fraught with excitement last week. Christmas decorations littered the living room, the almond scent of cookies filled the air, and last minute phone calls and arrangements made it all feel like a major...
