On Snorting Human Remains
One of my friends, Enzo, had just died, and he’d probably felt a similar way, invincible and lost.
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To Write about the Way You Read is to Write about the Way You Live: A Conversation with Sarah Chihaya
...to write about the way I read, I also had to write about the way I lived
Queer Mormon Joy Beyond the Fairy Tale: AJ Romriell’s Wolf Act
...the sacred and the profane are hidden in each other’s disguises, like Red Riding Hood’s Granny with her suspiciously sharp teeth.
Endless Leisure: Augusto Monterroso’s The Rest is Silence
Under the right eyes, everything that Torres touches turns to gold.
Love and Technology in the Time of Climate Change: A Conversation with Anita Felicelli
...regardless of what part of the coast you land on, an atmosphere of limitlessness pervades.
Rumpus Original Poetry: Two Poems by Zain Aslam
On the train home, I / fell asleep and missed my stop. / The face I saw in my dream / belonged to the watch I wear.
We Are Not Free: A Conversation with Roberto Carlos Garcia
We also know that by disrupting and challenging the language, or dismantling the language, we can, hopefully, dismantle white supremacy.
Voices on Addiction: Dodging Rocks
I was also told that Sophie’s first words as she was tackled by police and hit the cold, hard linoleum of the PO’s office were, “Tell Dad I’m sorry."
No One Gets off Scot-Free: Jill McCorkle’s Old Crimes
This is such a powerful manifestation of fiction: as writers, much as we make stuff up, we are always writing someone’s story.
From Alternative Facts to Political Fictions: A Conversation with Emily Greenberg
We’re always imposing our own subjectivity. Perfect empathy is unattainable.
What to Read When You Need to Blaze a New Trail
One wonders: doesn’t the cream always rise to the top? If not, whose responsibility is it to change that?
