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If we lived in safer times, this page would be filled with names and faces. We would introduce ourselves, share our bios, and tell you what brought each of us to this work. But we don’t live in safe times.

Wayfarer Books and Wayfarer Magazine are led by a small collective of writers and editors—many of us queer, trans, disabled, BIPOC, or immigrant…. We publish voices from the margins because we live there too.

In this political climate, visibility can come with real danger. Trans people are being legislated out of public life, surveillance is growing, and those of us doing the work to preserve truth, art, and resistance must now do so from behind the curtain. So we’ve made the choice not to list our names here, not out of secrecy, but out of self-protection and care.

We are not invisible. We are simply not for display. Our work speaks for us. Our books, our magazine, our community—that’s where we leave our names. And if you’re here reading this, you’re part of it too.

—The Wayfarers

letter from the founder

Ensuring the Mainstream Is Not the Only Stream

May 12, 2025 by Connor Wolfe (Celebrating 14 Years in Business). 

I founded Wayfarer to give voice to what wasn’t being heard. At the time, I didn’t know that one day that would include me. Now, more than ever, the mission must evolve to meet the moment. This is the story of that shift.

What would one day become Wayfarer Books was born in a fair-trade café in Boston’s North End during the summer of 2009. I was 27 years old, the country was in recession, indie bookstores were closing, e-readers were surging, and people said print was dead. I founded the press anyway.

Back then, we were called Homebound Publications. We formally launched in 2011, and in 2012 expanded to include Wayfarer Magazine. It was a slow, scrappy climb—publishing work rooted in spirituality and ecological consciousness, carving out space for reflection and stillness in a chaotic world.

But like all living things, the press evolved. In 2024, after years of internal change and outward transformation, Homebound Publications became Wayfarer Books—a name that more fully reflects who we are now, and who we serve. The work we publish today is different in tone, but not in soul. It still arises from the wild margins. It still believes in the power of literature to alter the course of culture.

Independent presses rarely survive past their third year. Somehow, this one did. Since launch, we’ve endured a global pandemic, a paper shortage, shipping disruptions, inflation, industry-wide contraction, and above all else Amazon. The toll has been real, but survival itself is a statement. We are still here. Still printing. Still refusing to look away.

When I founded Wayfarer Books and Wayfarer Magazine, I was publishing under another name—a name I no longer live by. At the time, our mission was to uplift, to inspire, to remind readers of their connection to the earth and to something greater than themselves. I believed in that work. It mattered.

But I hadn’t come out yet.

In 2022, after losing my brother to suicide, the life I’d known until then began to unravel. His death was the rupture; grief cracked the foundation and nothing held the same shape afterward. When I came out as nonbinary and trans the same year, the fractures widened. Friends, colleagues, even family—refused to respect my name, my pronouns, or my truth. I knew my worth, and I didn’t accept being diminished or offered only conditional belonging. I walked away from anyone who demanded I stay small to preserve their comfort. I was disowned. I was unhoused. And as if that rupture weren’t enough, the following year, I received a life-altering diagnosis that upended everything I thought I could plan for. For a time, I was lost in the storm of my own becoming. The press reflects my life; when I fracture, it fractures and when I begin again, so does it.

Not long into that period, someone close to me said something that shifted everything: “You already have a platform. Why not use it to further amplify trans folks, queer voices, and other marginalized communities?” It was a simple truth, but it landed with force. Just as I had the freedom to grow so did the press. That changed everything.

I began opening submissions exclusively to authors from marginalized communities—queer and trans writers, BIPOC writers, disabled writers, incarcerated writers, immigrant writers…survivors. The work that came in brought energy and purpose back into the press. These weren’t voices writing for trends or accolades. They were writing because they had something to say… because survival depends on expression.

The evolution Wayfarer has undergone in the last three years isn’t a rebrand. It’s a reckoning. As a trans-owned press publishing in a time of open censorship, book bans, fascism, and federally sanctioned erasure, we’ve had to sharpen our vision but in truth, we are only becoming more ourselves.

When I first launched the press and magazine, our mission was “to ensure the mainstream is not the only stream” and to encourage readers to be “agents for change.” That mission still holds. But now, we serve those the mainstream has tried to silence.

We publish poetry, essays, nonfiction, and work that resists easy categorization but our lens is clear: Wayfarer exists to amplify voices from the margins. We believe literature is more than art—it’s an act of resistance, a way to reclaim space in a world that would rather we disappear. These are dangerous times, yes, but they are also sacred. And we are still here writing, publishing, and refusing to be erased.

Thank you to every reader, writer, and kindred spirit who has walked with us so far. We’re still walking and we’re not alone.

In solidarity,

Connor Wolfe

They/Them, Founder and Publisher
Wayfarer Books