Alizeh Kohari

Life Stories Editor, Psyche

Alizeh Kohari is a writer, editor and reporter who divides her time between Pakistan and the United States. She most recently worked at Global Press, training reporters across the world, from Mexico to Mongolia. Her work has appeared in Harper’s, New York Review of Books, Wired and others.

Edited by Alizeh Kohari

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‘Each of us has a song’

Burhan Sönmez, now the president of PEN International, was a rising human rights lawyer in Turkey. A brutal assault nearly killed him – and propelled him to a life in literature

by Kaya Genç

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Mosque and state

In post-Soviet Azerbaijan, religion was a hot new commodity. I bought into it, too

by Ilkin Huseynli

A busy harbour at sunrise with fishing boats docked, people working on the shore and pink clouds in the sky.

Living off a dying sea

I am the last in a long line of shark hunters. As the ocean fades, so too does our way of life

Julius Kaspar, as told to Bharath Thampi

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The cage

In a heterosexual breakup, the script is clean: loss, anger, distance. Ours refused that narrative

by Margie Sarsfield

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Painting myself back to life

I’d dealt with many illnesses. But when lupus left scars on my face, my suffering was suddenly visible

by Krystal Sital

Warm sunlight casting shadows on a wooden chest and a door inside a dimly lit room.

A haunting in Brooklyn

At 25, I saw my grandfather’s ghost. At 52, I think of what it may mean to be a ghost

by Kathleen Donohoe

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Thicker than blood

When polio left me unable to walk, my parents put me in a disability centre. There, I met Mommy

Sauda Bashir, as told to Kiprop Kimutai

A person relaxing on an inflatable ring in a river surrounded by trees on a sunny day.

Muscle memory

How transitioning upended my own gendered understanding of strength, desirability, and power

by Mieke de Vries