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320px Little Rock integration protestIn honor of Martin Luther King Jr.'s service, Longform Stories is pleased to present an extensive collection of articles, social media content, and other resources surrounding the topic of "Black Lives Matter".  

Included are a number of historical writings in order to compare how the racial issues prevalent from 50 years ago are so very similar to what we are seeing today.  It is with this in mind that we point to both present day longform stories as well as look back to the 1960's and 1970's for historical perspective.



What Happens When a Cop Does Wrong?

Los Angeles Free Press (1970)



atlanticThe Case for Reparations

The Atlantic (2014)




New York’s epic white backlash: How a horrid 1960s relic is still with us today

Salon (2015)


gawkerBlack Girl Walking

Gawker (2013) 


LAFPFour Part Series "Black Lives Matter"

Los Angeles Free Press (1960's and 1970's)



salonMy struggle with black rage and fear after Ferguson

Salon (2014)


Stay Tuned: Longform Stories will be expanding this post over the coming days.


For the young crowd at Dorrian's Red Hand, the early-morning scene on August 26 was like an unplanned reunion. Many of the regulars at the Upper East Side bar were just back from their holidays, and they table-hopped eagerly—drinking and laughing, embracing friends they hadn't seen over the summer.


On the road home to Brownwood in her green ‘74 Cadillac with the custom upholstery and the CB radio, clutching a pawn ticket, for her $3000 mink, Candy Barr thought about biscuits. 

The driver of the cream-colored Lincoln Continental has been cruising several hours when he finds what he wants. He pulls to the side of Central Expressway, and the hitchhiker climbs into the roomy front seat.

In 1991, the Colombo crime family in Brooklyn went to war with itself: a rebel faction tried to seize control of the family from its boss, Carmine Persico, who was serving life in jail. Gregory Scarpa, Sr., a sixty-three-year-old mobster, immediately took command of the armed faction loyal to Persico.

It was a local woman out for a walk who found him lying by the side of the road in I.R.A. "bandit country" in South Armagh, Northern Ireland. Patrick Flood's hands were tied behind his back with tape, and a black garbage bag was pulled over his head. 

It isn’t easy to even think about Edna St. Vincent Millay’s body of work without also thinking about her—well—actual body. In the spring of 1912, just 20, she put the finishing touches on her epic poem “Renascence” and submitted it to the prestigious Lyric Year poetry contest. When the editor, a man, responded with a letter praising her verse, she replied with a photograph of herself. He asked if he could keep it.

Ever since I began my full-length memoir Jesus Was A Pale Imitation of Myself I have been deluged with responses from fans asking me how I start writing. That's a great question, but I usually don't give writing advice for free, just the actual writing.

The Hilltop occupied a zoning-law-less stretch of Route 1 just north of Boston. A few miles to the south was Weylu’s, a maximalist Chinese restaurant that looked as if it had been airlifted to Essex County from the Forbidden City. A few miles to the north was The Ship, a seafood place in the shape of a schooner that had somehow run aground along the landlocked highway.

The diamond invention—the creation of the idea that diamonds are rare and valuable, and are essential signs of esteem—is a relatively recent development in the history of the diamond trade. Until the late nineteenth century, diamonds were found only in a few riverbeds in India and in the jungles of Brazil, and the entire world production of gem diamonds amounted to a few pounds a year.

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