Apr 20, 2022Melissa Lucio Is Not AloneA few months ago, in that blurry haze of new motherhood, I left my infant daughter Eureka on the couch for just a few seconds. She rolled and slipped and tumbled to the floor, hitting her head, then burst out crying. I held her against my chest, crying myself, trying…7 min read7 min read
Jul 29, 2021Who Owns My Name?Does my name belong to me? Does my face? What about my life? My story? Why is my name used to refer to events I had no hand in? I return to these questions because others continue to profit off my name, face, and story without my consent. …Meredith Kercher8 min readMeredith Kercher8 min read
Jul 24, 2021A Surprising Gift from my Wrongful ConvictionOne of the unexpected gifts from my wrongful conviction is that I have become acutely aware of the cognitive biases that we are all susceptible to, and thus better able to avoid them in my own thinking. One reason I still receive so much vitriol is THE ANCHORING BIAS: the…Cognitive Bias7 min readCognitive Bias7 min read
Dec 9, 2020He Killed My Roommate, Blamed Me, Now He’s Free[For an audio reading of this essay accompanied by further discussion, see this bonus episode of my podcast, Labyrinths.] [Italian text below] It has been my fate to bear the infamy of Meredith Kercher’s tragic death, an infamy that belongs to her forgotten killer: Rudy Guede. Despite leaving his DNA…Meredith Kercher7 min readMeredith Kercher7 min read
Published inForge·Oct 28, 2020Member-onlyThe Art of Being LostWhat my wrongful murder conviction showed me about how to get through 2020 — This year— with its seemingly never-ending pandemic and economic recession and with the president and his enablers threatening our democracy — isn’t just disorienting and sickening. It’s also deeply familiar. It’s been five years since I was definitively acquitted for a murder I didn’t commit, and I’m still unsure what…Uncertainty4 min readUncertainty4 min read
Published inGEN·Jun 12, 2019Member-onlyYour Content, My LifeEight years after my release from an Italian prison, I’m still someone else’s story — I’ve had more than my fair share of surreal moments. You probably know the obvious ones. The moment an Italian court declared me guilty of a murder I didn’t commit was mind-breaking. Up until that instant, I thought my innocence was a guarantee of my freedom. I was wrong. The…Amanda Knox7 min readAmanda Knox7 min read