My Boy | Is So Bi

I looked at him—the boy I’d known since we were both knees and elbows—and realized the tension he’d been carrying for years had finally evaporated.

"So, you’re saying the spectrum is looking pretty good from where you’re sitting?" I asked. My Boy Is So Bi

He laughed, a light, genuine sound. "It’s not even a spectrum, man. It’s just… everything. My boy is so bi," he whispered to himself, testing the words like a new pair of shoes. "Yeah. That fits." But the world doesn’t always let things fit so easily. I looked at him—the boy I’d known since