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New York Notebook

July 1987 ⸱ Andrew Holleran

Tragic Drag

Remembering Charles Ludlam (1943-1987).
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November 1984 ⸱ Andrew Holleran

We Must March, My Darlings

Until recently, the gay pride march was essentially a chance to show folks in Kansas that thousands of us look just like them: ordinary—to a fault.
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April 1984 ⸱ Andrew Holleran

My Last Trick

The only time you give something up is the time you are so indifferent to it you don’t even make the vow or use the word "never."
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December 1979 ⸱ Andrew Holleran

Nipples

One has always had nipples but one became aware of them only last summer, on Fire Island.
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March 1979 ⸱ Andrew Holleran

Cities of the Plain

San Francisco convinced me once again that sex is better there than in New York.
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New York Notebook ⸱ Andrew Holleran

Nostalgia for the Mud

“Why do gays love ruins?” I said to my friends when we emerged into the crisp autumn sunlight of a Sunday afternoon. “The Lower West Side, the docks. Why do we love slums so much?”
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