My face flat on the pillow, my mind high on the sky...

I see the soul as constellations, each star connected to reveal an image, intricate and poetic thoughts forming bodies of light; but all stars fade out. * con·stel·la·tionˌ a group of stars forming a recognizable pattern that is traditionally named after its apparent form or identified with a mythological figure. Modern astronomers divide the sky into eighty-eight constellations with defined boundaries.

This collection of stories is an attempt to share stories of how it is to live as a member of the LGBTQ+ community in different parts of the world. The first stories will post the 17th of May, the International day against homophobia and transphobia. Countries like Brazil, Norway, the Philippines, the US, Canada and India will have their stories, but I'm also awaiting more as I welcome more entries.