Posts Tagged: funeral

I Will Not Die for You

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Each bug in the water is one less bug on my fruit, I tell myself, ignoring the truth: under the soil, another is born.

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The Rumpus Interview with Jacqueline Woodson

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Jacqueline Woodson discusses her latest novel Another Brooklyn, the little deaths of lost friendships, and her work with children across the country as the Poetry Foundation’s Young People’s Poet Laureate.

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Rumpus Original Fiction: Monkey Men

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Still lying on the bed in the Wausau hotel room, I started counting ceiling tiles. From above the covers. Not under. Never under. I always feel constricted, under.

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Deep Conditioning with Wilson Phillips

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“Don’t become a professor,” he said. “I’d rather you become a garbage man. They get paid more and have better benefits.”

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The Sunday Rumpus Interview: Jonathan Travelstead

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I try to…consider the writing process as seriously as I do entering a house with black smoke puffing from its eaves.

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Word of the Day: Atrabilious

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(adj.); gloomy, morose, or morbid; bad-tempered, irritable; from the Latin agra bili(s) (“black bile”) “Caleb stopped, massaged, then stopped again, as though he felt something under the skin. ‘Too big to be a morphine pump,’ he said cheerfully. At 32 years old, fresh-faced and boyishly handsome, he looks less like an undertaker than like the […]

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Don’t Fear the Reaper

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At The Hairpin, Caitlin Doughty, mortician and author of Smoke Gets in Your Eyes & Other Lessons from the Crematory, talks about death positivity, women in the funeral business, zombies, and why she thinks the recent move toward alternative burial practices is more than just a trend: I don’t want to say it’s a trend […]

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Edgar Allan Poe Is Dead

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Okay, so Poe died a really long time ago, but the good news is, according to The Guardian, he’s finally getting a real funeral. “It began badly when he was found, aged 40, wandering the streets of Baltimore, penniless, raving unintelligibly, dressed in someone else’s clothes, possibly having been beaten up. He died four days later, […]

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