Archways Of Life by Mercedes De Acosta
Mercedes De Acosta | Archways Of Life | Poetry including Faded Petals, Soiled Hands, Reflection, Sonnet, Unreality, Magic, Life’s Mirage, Wind, Words, Surrender, We Three, Infatuation.
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Odd Girl Out by Ann Bannon
Ann Bannon | Odd Girl Out | Beth was there when Laura arrived…
She was the brain, the sparkle, the gay rebel voice, and wonder of wonders, she choose Laura as her room
Odd Girl Out by Ann Bannon
Ann Bannon | Odd Girl Out | Beth was there when Laura arrived…
She was the brain, the sparkle, the gay rebel voice, and wonder of wonders, she choose Laura as her room
Prison Girl by Wenzell Brown
Wenzell Brown | Prison Girl | THE SECRET SOUNDS OF WOMEN DEPRIVED…
Linda was not yet eighteen, yet this was her life. The metallic clang of a cell door. The hysterical s
Whisper of Love by Fletcher Flora
Fletcher Flora | Whisper of Love | Lisa Sheridan- a beautiful woman, alone and unfulfilled, driven by unconventional desires… Avery Lawes- only half a man because he had never loved a
Desert Of The Heart by Jane Rule
Jane Rule | Desert Of The Heart | Possibly Jane Rule’s best known novel, The Desert of the Heart is the story of a free spirited woman falling for a repressed older woman. Evelyn Hall
The Strange Path by Gale Wilhelm
Gale Wilhelm | The Strange Path | First published in 1938, a joyous change from the intense loving sadness found in WE TOO ARE DRIFTING, the story follows the life of Morgen, nursing h
We Too Are Drifting by Gale Wilhelm
Gale Wilhelm | We Too Are Drifting | The story of woodcut artist Jan Morale’s struggle to extricate herself from a destructive sexual attachment to bisexual Madeline and of her delicately
The Third Street by Joan Ellis
Joan Ellis | The Third Street | the street where no questions were asked
the street where few men were ever seen
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“Gay street.
This was where they came the l
Take Me Home by Fletcher Flora
Fletcher Flora | Take Me Home | Their love was forbidden!
‘Ivy had given herself to many men – and to one woman – but this was different. This was primitive, brute force…’