The New York Times Magazine

How some inmates serving life sentences in prison work 10-15 hours a day, seven days a week so that terminally ill fellow prisoners do not have to die alone.

It’s pricey, it’s portable, its users need it constantly, and retailers love to buy it at a discount. All of which makes it a perfect product to steal.

The story of Elwood Higginbothom, a sharecropper and possible labor activist lynched in Oxford, Mississippi in 1935, is told to his descendants for the first time.

Jenna Wortham profiles actress/singer/songwriter Janelle Monáe on the eve of the debut of her newest album, “Dirty Computer.” With many sounds vetted by the late Prince, and an accompanying film, the album will the be artist’s first release without the use of her alter ego, the android Cindi Mayweather, and will touch on themes of non-binary gender identity and female sexuality.

Reporter Linda Villarosa reports on the racial disparities in health care that contribute to black women being three to four times as likely to die from pregnancy-related causes as their white counterparts, and black infants being more than twice as likely to die as white infants. Threaded through the piece is the story of Simone Landrum, who lost a baby girl after doctors dismissed her pain and symptoms of pre-eclampsia, but delivered a healthy son after receiving the help of a doula through that subsequent pregnancy.

On February 23, the Arlee Warriors, a Class C high-school basketball team from the Flathead Indian Reservation, announced they were dedicating their tournament to “all the families that have fallen victim to the loss of a loved one due to the pressures of life.”

Sixty-six year old Bill Ewasko never returned from a hike in Joshua Tree National Park. He’s one of 150,000 lost hiker cases used to create lost-person-behavior algorithms, and he’s the focus of a large grassroots search by amateur investigators. None of this was enough to find Ewasko, but these kinds of searches are enough to save the living.

In this excerpt from her book, The Recovering: Intoxication and Its Aftermath, Leslie Jamison recalls how in the early days of recovery, she examined the work of newly-sober writers like John Berryman and Charles Jackson for clues about how sobriety would affect her as a writer. It wasn’t until she read David Foster Wallace’s Infinite Jest that she found “proof that sober creativity was possible.”

On life at a Miami digital-nomad compound, which one resident describes as “a hybrid between a summer camp for adults and a reality-TV show without the cameras.”

An essay examining women’s long-standing conditioning away from owning and expressing anger, instead often sublimating their rage in sadness, which has historically been more acceptable.