OK, I found the SHOUTS & MURMURS section at The New Yorker.
Still thinking about literary depth…
I suppose this is literary depth:

A Mother’s Story
by PAUL RUDNICK
Issue of 2005-05-23
Posted 2005-05-16
Parents would certainly deny it, but Canadian researchers have made a startling assertion: parents take better care of pretty children than they do ugly ones.
Until I saw the article in the Times, I’d felt so utterly alone. Was I the only one? The sole parent on earth who knew the anguish, the heart-shattering despair of— All right, I’ll just say it, right out loud. I am the mother of an ugly child. She’s not deformed or handicapped or odd; she’s unattractive.

Here goes my first try at literary depth:
Until I saw other children in the hospital, I’d felt so utterly alone.. Was I the only one? The sole parent on earth who knew the anguish, the heart-shattering despair of- all right, I’ll just say it, right out loud. I am the father of a boy with a primary immune deficiency. He’s not deformed or handicapped or odd; he just had problems with his immune system.
Read A Mother’s Story via The New Yorker here.
I like the telegraph style better.