‘A Town Without Pity’
Matt Lauzon was 14 when he says a police officer in Maine sexually abused him on multiple occasions. Other accusers came forward after he shared his story, but the city and police department have denied any wrongdoing.
Love in the Time of Britney
One British man spent his adult life devoted to his favorite star. His personal collection tells us a lot about fandom—and about the life cycles of music ephemera.
How the All-American Motel Became a Last Resort for the Country’s Most Vulnerable
Roadside lodging for motorists has a seedy reputation, but the motel is a shelter—a lifeline—for families with no place else to go
The Lingering of Loss
My best friend left her laptop to me in her will. Twenty years later, I turned it on and began my inquest.
The Brazilian Healer and the Patron Saint of Impossible Causes
A personal essay in which Leigh Hopkins faces the hidden truth about the world’s most famous spiritual surgeon, and the irresistible desire to find “the cure.”
The Invisible City Beneath Paris
Six hundred years of quarrying has left the great city with two hundred miles of subterranean tunnels and chambers. Curious, the author explores part of this damp, dark, claustrophobic network with a couple of anonymous urban explorers who belong to a subculture with its own codes of conduct.
Alix Ohlin: How to Write—and Not—About the Struggle to Have a Child
“The question What kind of writer are you? veered ever closer to the question What kind of woman are you? The world seemed to want to reduce the possibilities of my life to either/or categories—good writer/bad writer; mother/not mother—and I felt suspended somewhere in between.”
The Burdens We Carry
In this personal essay, Amy Scheiner reflects on her mother’s sudden death and what it means to be a woman in a world that is set up to bury them.
The Sorrowful Mysteries, or, Reasons I’m No Longer Catholic
A personal essay in which Kathleen McKitty Harris recalls the series of events which led to her departure from the Church.
Cain and Abel and Oil
This might strike you as a wildly self-serving theory: that the epic rift tearing apart this preposterously wealthy family was the fault not of the lifelong ne’er-do-well, who’d spent four decades partying his way through a family fortune, but of his outwardly much more responsible and sober brother, who had run the family business for over a decade. More than that: that the responsible, sober one was actually reckless, vindictive, manipulative, and untrustworthy even with those who knew him best. And even more: that the final break came when the supposedly responsible one engineered an elaborate conspiracy to frame his brother involving a henchman and two corrupt cops.
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