My name is Alicia Kenworthy -- I am a third-generation Washingtonian, writer, and advocate for criminal justice reform. Fans of obscure reality television may recognize me from Find My First Love, a docuseries that sent me to Paris in search of the one who got away. For a time, I parlayed that experience into fodder for stand-up and even a stint as a professional matchmaker.
In February 2019, my life took an unexpected turn when I discovered a close friend had been incarcerated at the DC Jail. Despite being a third-generation Washingtonian, I hardly knew anything about our criminal justice system at the time -- one that unfairly and disproportionately impacts communities of color, tears apart families and inflicts cruel and unnecessary trauma under the guise of public safety.
Now that I've been confronted with its realities, I find it hard to look away.
I'm currently focused on two creative projects:
1. Editing a collection of letters my LO sent me over the course of his incarceration.
2. A narrative podcast on "prison wives" and incarcerated love, to humanize the millions of women across the country whose vicarious incarceration -- though culturally present in stories from If Beale Street Could Talk to An American Marriage -- is often overlooked in narratives of reform.
I write sporadic, more personal missives on my Substack: "A Permanent Sort of Thing."