Lilly Dancyger

Lilly Dancyger is Narratively’s Deputy Editor, and a freelance journalist and essayist with bylines in Rolling Stone, Glamour, Playboy, and more. She teaches personal essay writing at Catapult, and is the editor of Burn It Down, an anthology of women and non-binary writers on anger, forthcoming from Seal Press.

Stories By Lilly Dancyger

The Man Who’s Been Fighting for Medicinal Psychedelics for 45 Years

A consensus is building that demonized drugs like LSD and MDMA have significant therapeutic value. Rick Doblin has been preparing for this moment since he was 18 years old.

Tulum Was the Perfect Place to Escape Wedding Planning…So Perfect We Eloped

On our first vacation together, we fell in love in this idyllic Mexican beach town. When we returned among the throes of wedding insanity, it was clear what we had to do.

That Time I Dated — and Dumped — a Nice Guy Just to See What It Was Like

Fresh off having my heart broken for the first time, I wanted something safe and easy. I should have known that would mean breaking someone else’s heart.

Planning My Father-Daughter Dance Without My Dad

Each day my perfect trip down the aisle grows closer, my mind wanders ever closer to my father, who, even in death, is teaching me that grief doesn’t have to overshadow joy.

The Hardest Working Porn Peddler in Manhattan

A night on the town for one pint-size and pugnacious saleswoman means slinging cheap cigarettes and bootleg flicks to NYC’s Downtown barflies.

Land of the Loft

A native New Yorker revisits a treasured childhood haunt, searching for a Brooklyn that no longer exists.

Spilling Secrets

A bartender opens up about what it’s really like to spend your nights as a therapist/wingman/entertainer/best friend for an entire roomful of inebriated New Yorkers.

An Ode to Beautiful Brown Sludge

In an age of pour-over pretention and venti half-caf caramel macchiatos, a love letter to the mind-jolting, tongue-burning, time-killing power of a regular old cuppa joe.

How to Play in a Sprinkler

Three generations of New Yorkers relish the finest summer pleasure the city has to offer—a sprint through shooting walls of water.