Animals in Midlife Crises
ANIMALS IN MIDLIFE CRISES: Bird Another fantastic Rumpus Comic from Lincoln Michel and John Dermot Woods.
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In Zanesville
With the precise and true texture of ordinary experience, Jo Ann Beard’s new novel, In Zanesville, follows an unnamed narrator through her adolescence.
Notable New York, This Week 4/25-5/01
This week in New York the PEN World Voices Festival of International Literature, Cartoonists battle at FISTICUFFS at the 92Y Tribeca, How I Learned It’s Not Me, It’s You (Or…
Dan Weiss’s Morning Coffee
Note: don’t get your murders tattooed on your body before you’ve been convicted. DON-8R: if there is a better way to raise money I haven’t seen it. Esoteric Geometry! 50’s…
National Poetry Month, Day 25: “Squirrel” by Paul Lisicky
Squirrel The squirrel is in her little kitchen out by the tennis courts. The ceiling is too low for her, but that’s precisely the point. She wouldn’t want it any…
The Rumpus Interview with Bill Callahan
Bill Callahan’s Apocalypse is a sparse album of epic proportions, a celebration of American music, specifically what he describes as “that rich period in the ’70s when all the styles…
Photos of Children Reenacting Tragedies
Canadian photographer Jonathan Hobin convinced the parents of some very cute kids to allow him to photograph their children reenacting scenes from real-life tragedies, including the September 11th attack on…
Letter to the Editor
“Jess Row…snidely suggests that, for writers of “a certain age — my age . . . born in the 1970s,” Doctorow “is familiar more by reputation than by any direct…
“I’d never blame anyone for getting feisty”
“The bonus of having a network run through machines is that people can spit and not feel scared, and that both allows a level of ease of discourse that leads…
Elif Batuman Meets Jonathan Franzen
“I told him that I had loved Freedom, which is true and would have been a great ending point for our exchange. So it’s difficult to articulate what possessed me,…
National Poetry Month, Day 24: “Letter to the Right” by Emma Trelles
I hope you never read my poems. / I do not care for the sweet wine you serve / warm from the pantry, or the email you sent / about a savior at the supermarket.