The Space Between by Meg Grehan
Meg Grehan | The Space Between | It’s New Year’s Eve, and Beth plans to spend a whole year alone, in her snug, safe house. But she has reckoned without floppy-eared, tail-wagging Mous
Real Queer America by Samantha Allen
Samantha Allen | Real Queer America | Capturing profound cultural shifts underway in unexpected places and revealing a national network of chosen family fighting for a better world, this i
The Kiss by Linda Cullen
Linda Cullen | The Kiss | A sensuous story conveying the passion and the pain, the choices and dilemmas confronting two young women who fall deeply in love.
Ain’t Gonna Let Nobody Turn Me Around by Alethia Jones; Virginia Eubanks; Barbara Smith
Alethia Jones; Virginia Eubanks; Barbara Smith | Ain’t Gonna Let Nobody Turn Me Around | 2015 Judy Grahn Award for Lesbian Nonfiction, presented by the Publishing Triangle
2015 Lambda Literary Award in Lesbian Memoir/Biography, pr
A Demanding Love by Roberta ‘X’
Roberta ‘X’ | A Demanding Love | We are unable to provide a description at this time.
The Wrestling Party by Bett Williams
Bett Williams | The Wrestling Party | ‘When does desire turn into exploitation?’ Bett Williams asks, reflecting on a relationship she had with a seventeen-year-old girl when she was thirty
Long Journey Home by Caeia March
Caeia March | Long Journey Home | Short Stories by New Lesbian Writers
An anthology of short stories featuring new lesbian writers from the UK. Caeia March began searching fo
Abundant Light by Valerie Miner
Valerie Miner | Abundant Light | Abundant Light, Valerie Miner’s fourth collection of short fiction, reveals a master storyteller writing in her prime. This collection looks closely a
Girl Loves Girl by Diane Golden
Diane Golden | Girl Loves Girl | Husbands encourage their wives to try it and they participate. Young girls find it accidentally. Girls repulsed by male brutality find happiness in a
Queer Patterns by Kay Addams
Kay Addams | Queer Patterns | ‘A bold new novel of perversity’
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