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A Certain Grace
Can we ever know how well we are loved by our parents? Can we ever truly fathom it—the way they feel about us as people during our years of overlap, from our childhood and their adulthood to our adulthood and…
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Girl on Girl: Whore Is Not a Character Reference
When I told him I was pregnant, he sobbed, screamed, and punched my dashboard hard enough to partially dislodge the airbag. I calmed him down by telling him I’d just noticed the grocery store test had expired. Maybe it was…
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Rewriting the Western as Poems with Skin in the Genre: A Conversation with Aileen Keown Vaux
I can’t un-observe the ways in which my communities are impacted by catastrophic weather events. If I am hiking in the forest, I am seeking the transcendent joy of standing next to a 200-foot waterfall, as well as noting that…
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Sunday Scaries: Personal Statement
When Dad was alive I never thought much about his teeth. Before he got sick, and even after, he would do this thing where he’d say, all serious, “Do I have anything in my teeth?” and then he’d smile real…
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Embroidered Art: Diana Weymar on David Naimon
Twice each month, artist Diana Weymar will dig into the Rumpus archives and make a piece of art — hand-embroidered — from one of our previously published pieces. This one, a quote from David Naimon, is from this interview he…
