Kamala Harris, Mass Incarceration, and Me
A former inmate on justice, violence, and jail time.
Great articles, every Saturday.
A former inmate on justice, violence, and jail time.
Reginald Dwayne Betts New York Times Magazine Oct 2020 20min Permalink
On hope, violence, and being Black in the outdoors.
Latria Graham Outside Sep 2020 20min Permalink
A hockey player's life spirals out of control.
Jeff W. Bens Guernica Sep 2020 10min Permalink
A high stakes drag race turns dangerous.
S.A. Cosby Jul 2020 20min Permalink
How far can abused women go to protect themselves?
Elizabeth Flock New Yorker Jan 2020 30min Permalink
An unlikely Army wife tries to come to terms with her husband’s calling.
Simone Gorrindo Longreads Dec 2019 20min Permalink
A hockey father's escalating faultsthe.
Bradley Babendir The Sun Magazine Nov 2019 10min Permalink
A confrontation with masculinity gone awry.
Wil S. Hylton New York Times Magazine May 2019 50min Permalink
On the lost-children stories of Australia.
Madeleine Watts The Believer Apr 2019 40min Permalink
A decrepit building and a shameful family legacy.
Emma Sloley Barren Magazine Oct 2018 20min Permalink
Sitting with a group of mothers who lost a child.
Sarah Conway Chicago Magazine Feb 2018 15min Permalink
Hundreds of thousands of immigrants in the U.S. may face violence and murder in their home countries. What happens when they are forced to return?
Sarah Stillman New Yorker Jan 2018 40min Permalink
Detroit, 1987.
The article that became New Jack City.
Barry Michael Cooper Village Voice Dec 1987 20min Permalink
In a surreal, grotesque world, a woman named Little Skin Bag searches for a sense of self .
Bridget Brewer The Collagist Jun 2017 20min Permalink
The violent history of a city.
Michael Beeman Juked Magazine Mar 2017 15min Permalink
An immigrant on what happens when neighbors turn on each other:
"Every Bosnian I know had a friend, or even a family member, who flipped and betrayed the life they had shared until, in the early 1990s, the war started. My best high-school friend turned into a rabid Serbian nationalist and left his longtime girlfriend in Sarajevo so he could take part in its siege. My favorite literature professor became one of the main ideologues of Serbian fascism. Just last week, I talked to a Muslim man from Foča whose mother was repeatedly raped by his Serb friend, and whose brother was killed by their neighbor. Yugoslavia and Bosnia had provided a sense of societal stability for a couple of generations, which is why the betrayal was so shocking to so many of us."
Aleksandar Hemon Literary Hub Feb 2017 15min Permalink
A profile of the man who teaches America’s police to be “sheepdogs.”
Josh Eells Men's Journal Feb 2017 20min Permalink
Memories and violence resurface at a high school reunion.
Lindsay Hunter Buzzfeed Nov 2016 Permalink
A journey through Venezuela, once the richest country in South America, but now collapsing under the weight of the world’s highest rates of inflation and violent crime.
William Finnegan New Yorker Nov 2016 40min Permalink
Violence convulses the city of Chicago after dark. Reporting on it leaves its own scars.
Peter Nickeas Chicago Magazine Aug 2016 25min Permalink
Kidnapped by rebels when he was 9, Dominic Ongwen grew up to command fighters who slaughtered, raped, and pillaged. Is he guilty of heinous crimes or was he a hostage the whole time?
Michela Wrong Foreign Policy Jan 2016 15min Permalink
An excerpt from the winner of the Man Booker Prize.
Marlon James Live Mint Oct 2015 Permalink
An essay on “how we ignore the long-term effects of violence on children, adults and our communities.”
Alex Kotlowitz Frontline Feb 2012 10min Permalink
On America, Christianity, and “ignorance, intolerance, and belligerent nationalism.”
Marilynne Robinson New York Review of Books Sep 2015 15min Permalink
Religious mysteries surround a strange young child.
"'And of course the one book she had arrived with onto the stoop was none other than a New International version of The Holy Bible, which sparked the longest conversation the girl and I ever had. One afternoon while her alleged father was in the basement workshop of his, tinkering. I sat there flipping its pages and heard her clonking down the hall. Now, was I looking for notes or marginalia? Arguments? So I see the souped-up red lights and then there she is, sitting on the floor in front of me with a banana in one hand and a stuffed doll in the other, suspicious narrow eyes. Asking whether I was a Catholic. I am indeed, I told her, which she answered by affirming, me too. Which gave me pause, cautious not to trigger and witness again her version of tears. Well, I said, technically speaking, that isn’t true. Not until you take your first communion. And at this point she stared into my own face in a way I couldn’t describe if you gave me a full week.'"
Kyle Beachy Green Mountains Review Dec 2014 15min Permalink