Reina Gattuso, The Washington Post | Thursday September 01, 2016
I first fell in love in Delhi three years ago, with an Indian classmate during a college semester abroad. The city and the relationship were new and exciting. We spent hours talking in the warm kitchen, a cigarette dangling from my girlfriend's lips as she cooked. My budding relationship with her and our new friends were sources of joy and support as I navigated being...