“Can restorative justice offer crash victims like me—and the drivers who harmed us—the healing we need?”
Brooklyn
Sick City
“My dad grew up in Robert Moses’s New York City. His story is a testament to how urban planning shapes countless lives.”
Signs of Ghosts
What do we do when there are whole cities full of ghosts, each one with their own unique story to tell, each one with something left undone?
To All the Brooklyn Brownstones I’ve Loved Before
“The brownstone stood for everything I wanted: solidity and urbanity, possibility and permanence. I could see it, stand inside it, even sleep there. But it wasn’t mine.”
Since I Became Symptomatic
A month after filing for divorce, single mom Leslie Jamison contracted COVID-19. She wrote this meditation on single parenthood, loneliness, longing, and frustration while sheltering in place — and sweating out the virus — with her 2-year-old daughter.
A View of the Bay
A family’s losses after Hurricane Sandy didn’t come in the usual order or with the usual speed.
When to Throw a Goodbye Party
Joy Notoma grapples with saying goodbye to friends before a move, the complicated grief of shunning, and the way one parting can be a painful reminder of so many others.
“This Is the Glittering Fringe”: On Drag Inclusivity at the Rosemont
‘“The drag here is messy, not vanilla,’ one regular tells me over the din. He sips his drink and settles on a word. ‘Genuine.'”
At Risk, at Home and Abroad
As Joy Notoma grapples with uterine fibroids, harmful biases in the medical establishment, and a move from Brooklyn to West Africa she wonders where, as a black woman, she can find safety.