Research

Hallucinating terrifying new worlds in a schizophrenia lab.

Lights pulse in my peripheral vision. My eyes invent blobby white images, reluctant to give in to the darkness. No sound. Cold skin. Suddenly a wave of sensation, a slow prickling sweat that creeps through my torso, my face, my scalp. Then the nausea hits. I feel I’m going to retch, but at the same time I don’t know what part of my body I’d retch with. My only awareness is discomfort. As the sensation slowly disappears, so do I. I experience death in a. . . Read more
Jesse Bradford
Inventory

Before Irene, taking stock of the contents of an off-campus fridge.

A friend once told me that she found there to be something “very restful” about a freezer full of meat. Though I am more or less vegetarian, I see what she means. There is comfort in knowing that, come exams, crummy boyfriends, lectures on parasitic arthropods, or Hurricane Irene, my roommates and I still have ample, if not healthful, provisions. If meat is restful, are other foods festive? I’ve been feeling a little down lately, so I thought it might cheer me up to make a. . . Read more
Laura Blake
Ten Years

A young woman of Indian heritage remembers September 11, 2001.

I knew something was wrong with the way the kids in my carpool looked at the turbaned man behind the counter of the gas station in Atlanta, Ga., my hometown. I also knew he was Sikh and Punjabi—from India, like my parents—by the long, uncut beard and the turban he wore and the lively bhangra dance music playing behind the counter. He was Sikh, like Balbir Singh Sodhi, who owned a gas station in Mesa, Ariz., and who was shot to death on Sept. 15, 2001.. . . Read more
Sanjena Sathian
Call to Renew

Nearly two centuries later, a members-only library could once again become the center of intellectual life in New Haven.

No sign at The Institute Library urges visitors to keep their voices down, but there is little to tempt guests here from breaking usual reading room etiquette. The main floor is empty on a Friday in early August. Each of the oversized red chairs sits vacant in the back room of this second story library—an unlikely and unnoticeable fixture of Chapel Street’s cramped commercial row, nestled between a tattoo parlor and dated pawn shop. Books wait to be shelved at The Institute Library. An enormous. . . Read more
Clare Sestanovich
Horse Sense

A turn on the newly restored carousel at Lighthouse Point Park.

A horse in the carousel at Lighthouse Point. Feel free to look any of these sixty-eight horses in the mouth. Each horse is treated, sometimes daily if weather and use warrant it, by careful hands reaching a special solution into the crevices of its body. The horsetails are washed, treated, wiped, and dried individually twice a year, at the beginning and end of riding season. The carousel currently at Lighthouse Point Park was built in 1912 and installed in 1916 in the white-walled Victorian-style pavilion. . . Read more
Cindy Ok
Out of the Weed

Proponents of this summer’s bill to decriminalize marijuana in Connecticut were a bit too mellow.

“Sorry, officer, I thought they were my American Spirits.” Carrying the wrong kind of cigarettes last spring meant a one thousand dollar fine, possibly jail time, and certainly a misdemeanor on your criminal record. Caught again? Try a felony. On June 7, the Connecticut House of Representatives gave final approval to SB 1014, a marijuana decriminalization bill that reduces the penalty for possession of less than half an ounce of cannabis (about fifteen cigarettes) from a misdemeanor to an infraction. A first-time offense now carries. . . Read more
Nicholas Geiser
The Transition

A formerly homeless man moves into his first apartment in years.

Michael Cutler, 44, has a leathery face and a limp and comes from the old vanguard of coffee-shop patrons. He believes the shops exist for storytelling and tall, black cups of joe. Most days, he sets himself down at the Starbucks on the corner of High and Chapel streets in New Haven. His table has a view of the entire shop. The Starbucks that Cutler frequents is half a block from the center of Yale and one full block from the New Haven Green, where. . . Read more
Sara Mich
A Birthday Gala

New Haven socialite Louise Endel turns 90.

“Theater is about connecting,” Mary L. Pepe, the former Chairwoman of the Board of Trustees at the Long Wharf Theatre, told an audience of 250 gathered on Friday, June 3. The night’s event, a gala fund-raiser for the nonprofit theater, was also a tribute to Louise Endel. According to New Haven Register reporter Randall Beach, Endel is “the woman who connects more people than Facebook.” A rare New Haven socialite who holds the city’s record for number of community boards served (fifty-six over fifty years),. . . Read more
Cindy Ok