“Left for dead: the great, the bad and the ugly about living with HIV/AIDS, thirty-plus years and counting.”
So goes the title of my August 2017 article for A&U Magazine, aka America’s AIDS Magazine. Here’s a sneak peak:
“I was a graduate of UCLA all of one month, and on that night, I realized that I, like Rock Hudson, was infected. 1985. Age 23. In the closet. Alone. Me and my deadly disease.
I knew I was going to die. That was science fact. Living in the Los Angeles area, the evidence was all around me. Gay men morphing into withered, zombie-like versions of themselves. Nothing on earth could combat the carnage. That was science fact.”