As maternal mortality rates climb, local doulas and midwives struggle to offer critical birth services amid a shrinking network of care.
I’ve lived here for two months already, and it’s clear this space does not allow for another. I am left...
I left for Oxford in January of 2023, expecting that my life would be different there. I had spent the...
You sat low with me thenagainst the foot of the bedin the week after my father died. I put my...
The inaugural episode of The New Journal's podcast, an audio companion to our print edition of Volume 56, Issue 2.
A student reflects on the criticisms, poetry, and teachings of Louise Glück.
The boy comes in at ten to sit again. He is a model for Hermes. The sculptress wears safety glasses...
Dear readers, This issue traces what it means to be free. What do we do under confines? How do we...
A single red sclera scans linoleum. It encloses the white irises that I bathe the milling men and women and...
On October 4th, 1984, a group of Yale students carried cans full of paint into the Lillian Goldman Law Library....