A profile of Kathy Burek, a veterinary pathologist who performs necropsies on animals (whales, sea otters, polar bears) that mysteriously turn up dead in Alaska.
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Posted inArts & Culture, Essays & Criticism, Story
For Me, With Love and Squalor
After publishing her first book, Lauren Markham begins the long search for what she truly wanted after writing it.
Posted inEditor's Pick
The Hermit Who Inadvertently Shaped Climate-Change Science
Billy Barr moved into a remote part of the Rocky Mountains in search of solitude over 40 years ago. To avoid boredom, he documented snow levels, animal sightings, and the date flowers first bloomed. “…collectively his work has become some of the most significant indication that climate change is rearranging mountain ecosystems more dramatically and […]
Posted inBlog Post, Current Events, Media
‘Vanity Fair’ Just Published Their Burn Book for Jared and Ivanka
They seem to disappear when bad things are happening. And bad things are always happening.
Posted inEssays & Criticism, Feature, Story, Unapologetic Women, Writing
A Beginner’s Guide to Fly Fishing With Your Father
It was the place he came to feel wild, and I was ready to trespass into the world of men.
Posted inQuotes
Square Dancing At Nudist Summer Camp: Do-Si-D’Oh My!
“It is easy to learn quickly when the risk of failure is grabbing a stranger’s penis.”
Posted inReading List
Our Gardens, Growing: A Reading List
Five stories about plants and gardens and the humans that tend them.
Posted inArts & Culture
Longreads Best of 2017: Under-Recognized Stories
Here are the best stories we thought deserved more attention this year.
Responses
We’re delighted to share three responses to Scott’s essay “Between the Wolf in the Tall Grass and the Wolf in the Tall Story” from Paul Bloom, William Gatewood, and Daniel Raeburn. Jump to responses by Paul, William, and Daniel. * * * The Arrogance of Empathy by Paul Bloom I don’t regret calling my last […]
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Death Rattle: The Body’s Betrayals
Since my father’s death, I dream about descents and falls. How, without warning, gravity has you in its grip.
