Rumpus Original Poetry: Four Poems by Anna Lena Phillips Bell
to do: observe this slanted / river wrought in paper, / shadowed tributaries / that end at the page’s end / or seem to, as a list
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A Silver Bowl of Stars: Blas Falconer’s Rara Avis
Whether “It’s a [family] story we don’t like / to tell” or the shifting of roles and a meditation on death “In the book we are reading together,” wisdom closes its hand over sentiment.
Keep the Pressure on the Present: A Conversation with Jody Hobbs Hesler
There’s only so much support you can have and really truly feel like you’ve been relieved of a set of responsibilities.
Danger Down Under: Fiona McFarlane’s Highway Thirteen
According to a website that calculates such things, the furthest city on the globe from my hometown in New York is Perth. Perth—I’ve heard of Perth.
Rumpus Original Fiction: Obliquity
Andrea tells me her hallucinations are getting worse, more frequent, more frightening, though she doesn’t elaborate on how.
On the Nature and Politics of Motherhood: A Conversation with Jennifer Case
When we study evolutionary biology, we learn that parenting was never supposed to take place in just a nuclear family. Yet that’s what has happened in our culture—with the majority of the expectations placed on mothers’ shoulders.
The Loose Borders of Genre: A Conversation with Kyle Winkler
I would suggest making friends with a horror writer, if nothing else.
On Living Dangerously: Lyta Gold’s Dangerous Fictions
We are once again living through an age when this fight over the purpose of storytelling, whose stories deserve to be heard, and how freely ideas should circulate is heated.
Rumpus Original Fiction: Application for Admission [DRAFFFFT] from Kaylee River King
Dear Committee, Please consider my application for admission under your new Charles Schwab Playing Field Initiative, which I believe I qualify for in double spades.
“The Force That Shapes Us”: A Conversation with Kenzie Allen
There will always be something new waiting to be found.