Mexico: Lo de Marcos
Coercion Without Fingerprints
The good man who stood beside me and the bad man who walked away. Coercion in Mexico that left no trace an institution would accept.
Mexico: Lo de Marcos
The good man who stood beside me and the bad man who walked away. Coercion in Mexico that left no trace an institution would accept.
Mexico: Lo de Marcos
Personality forms between twelve and nineteen. For a boy who left home at fourteen, those years were spent inside the machinery of gang life.
Domestic & Family Violence
Before I experienced PTSD myself, I learned about it from military men. Why a partner's trauma goes unrecognised when it doesn't look like a soldier's.
Domestic & Family Violence
People assume danger belongs to foreign soil. The first war I survived happened at home, and no one was assigned to protect the army wife.
Mexico: Lo de Marcos
In a town that runs on quiet, the ordinary sounds of the street began to feel like answers. An account of what I perceived, what I could not prove, and what it cost.
Institutional Failure
An unseen system of gaps—jurisdictional, procedural, definitional—forms an invisible architecture that decides who receives protection and who is left exposed. These structural omissions shape precarity for those outside institutional recognition.
Domestic & Family Violence
I can't tell anyone about this. If I did, I was certain I would be blamed for everything. On silence, shame and being made to look like the worse parent.
Personal Narrative
She wrote the letter in the dim light of his bedroom, the same room where time had once stopped. A short piece on leaving, and what stays.
Institutional Failure
A 16-part first-person account of cross-border institutional failure: how systems in Australia and Mexico each did their part, and no one held the whole.
Domestic & Family Violence
My husband pointed a loaded pistol at my head, and our four children saw it. An afternoon in Lo de Marcos, July 2017, and what it changed.
Mexico: Lo de Marcos
“I spent years trying to prove what happened to me in that small town in Nayarit. It took even longer to realize that proof was never what I was actually seeking.”
Mexico: Lo de Marcos
“For harm to be investigated, it has to be made legible first. This is about the cost of shaping your own experience into something an institution will agree to recognize.”