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A Summertime Swoon Tash Aw’s The South
The relationship helps Jay achieve a sense of selfhood that promises to outlast the usual parameters of a summer romance. In a sense, he’s coming out to himself.
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Rumpus Original Fiction: Dead Man Sink
Bennie knew her mother wasn’t beautiful. She knew this because her mother wouldn’t swim.
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Despair is a Luxury, but Hope is a Discipline: A Conversation with Robert Macfarlane
Despair is a luxury, but hope is a discipline.
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What to Read When You Want to Find Mystery in the Ordinary
…I find myself most excited about writing that is focused on the concrete facts of daily life.
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We Are More: Ghazal of my Childhood
I remember being told Onsi was a poor artist barely able to feed his family, and my mother, an admirer of his art and a lover of nature, bought all his paintings.
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Contrast, Rumination, and Metamorphosis: Diannely Antigua’s Good Monster
As in her debut, Antigua heads off any feelings of confessional monotony by mixing her diary poems with an elegant variety of lesser confessional, more expositional poems.
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An Itch to Scratch
I grew up speaking a different Kannada at home. In Bangalore, I have had to relearn the language all over again.
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Why a Happy Ending Matters: A Review of John Vercher’s Novels
To appreciate John Vercher’s complete oeuvre of fiction, we have to appreciate what has remained throughout his work and what has shifted.
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Rumpus Original Fiction: Find Me in the Light
I can never figure out the right rhythm and I’m always off beat—interrupting at the wrong moment, letting the silence hang for far too long.
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I Needed Love Poems For Myself: A Conversation with Rob Macaisa Colgate
I’m curious about a world in which people are less bothered by the physical confrontation of mental disability, and that felt important when I was writing this book to have mental disability take up physical space in the poems and…
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Prince Edward Island
The gas station attendant looks at me and says, “My advice, get out of town.” There’s no snark in his voice. He’s worried.
