Voices on Addiction: Katie Calls
I want to respond from my heart—not my anger, my judgment, my desire.
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...moreCha constructs a Los Angeles sharply different from most representations of the city.
...moreWriter Samuel Barlow talks with Cullen Thomas in the prison where he was held for half a century.
...moreChris Dennis discusses his debut story collection, HERE IS WHAT YOU DO.
...moreA Rumpus series of work by women and non-binary writers that engages with rape culture, sexual assault, and domestic violence.
...more“The devil has made a fool of you, but do you know Wisdom is at work, too?”
...moreIf you’re judging your characters, you’re not doing it right. I’ll always be grateful to [Denis] Johnson for teaching me that.
...moreThe word rehab is short for rehabilitate, which means to restore to a former capacity. Like houses, I remember thinking. Demo the kitchen. Tear down the walls.
...moreI wanted more time with him, but I didn’t want to hope. Too much hope will mess you up.
...moreMaybe I wasn’t an alcoholic like my father. Maybe I was an alcoholic like… me.
...moreLivraria Folha Seca in Rio de Janeiro was told that a sign about two-time medalist Adhemar Ferreira Silva, who passed away in 2001, violated the Olympic Committee’s advertising policies. Reuters attempts to answer why millennials love buying books. Inmates from Two Bridges Jail are helping the Wiscasset, Maine public library build bookshelves for a used bookstore.
...moreUntil recently in Romania, prisoners could reduce their sentences by thirty days for each “book of scientific value” they wrote while behind bars. Now one man, who went to prison for fraud, is being accused of plagiarism by a woman who says one of the books he wrote reads eerily like her dissertation. He may not be […]
...moreItaly has always provided the cutting edge in fashion. Now, the cutting edge is providing the fashion. Italian women in prison are now producing top-of-the-line fashion items that are pretty amazing: Here, women inmates at several nearby prisons have turned into stylists, launching a peculiar brand that goes beyond the classical made-in-Italy products. Those products […]
...moreI got to thinking about home. What the fuck is home anyway?
...moreShe studies you, still panting with an energy that consumes the room, and whispers in a reedy voice: “They say you fucked up your heart.”
...moreSam John Hopkins wasn’t known as “Lightnin’” until a music executive heard him play in a recording session in 1946. Ever since then, Hopkins’s gutsy vocals and impressive blues guitar helped him live up to his name. His “Jailhouse Blues” summons the image of a small, rural prison. The blues man’s deep bass demands our attention […]
...moreIn jail for drunk driving, dried blood stiffening her jeans, Alexis Paige waits to hear if anyone was hurt in the accident she caused and tries to mean it when she tells herself she’ll quit drinking.
...moreShame. The Internet. Monica Lewinsky. You spend hours killing people, but you don’t feel guilty. So much data. So few uses. All your stories in one little app. Reimagining incarceration. Your annoying Facebook friends have something to tell you.
...moreWhat follows is a love letter to my twenty-six-year-old brother Eric, written shortly after he overdosed on heroin. He survived.
...moreLast week, EveryLibrary reported that “Mr. Lindel Toups, chair of the Parish Council in Lafourche, LA…is orchestrating a ‘special election’ this Saturday to take money away from the library to build a new jail. Yes, literally taking money from the library to build a new jail.” According to local newspaper the Tri-Parish Times, the reasons […]
...moreClue: Post-Racial Edition. It was the black kid in the hoodie, with his cell phone, and “hostile” girlfriend.
...moreI wasn’t a bad kid growing up, I just liked to steal things — vodka, cigars, communion wine — and set things on fire. Once or twice I used profanity in the presence of a nun. But I only had my rights read to me once and even then the cop looked pretty bored about […]
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