Dream Futures
Again and again, I return to this: being in community is the antidote to feeling dread, despair, and powerlessness.
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Frederick Douglass was a Complicated Human Being: A Conversation with Sidney Morrison
As a novelist, you have to decide, what doesn’t serve the drama at that particular point. Even biographers have had to make serious decisions about what to include.
The Comfort Room
What is a caregiver before the diapers need changing and the wheelchair needs pushing?
Letting Go of What We Should Have Had: Adam Phillips’s On Giving Up
We first must recognize the path not taken as a burden that controlled us and will not surrender easily.
Feeling My Way Along a Metaphorical Ledge: A Conversation with Nancy Miller Gomez
There’s always so much happening around us—we can’t possibly take it all in—but certain things seem to be a beacon for my attention.
Rumpus Original Poetry: Four Poems by Zachariah Claypole White
sisyphus never bothered to name breathless desire / suffering a language like canker sores you collect
The First Book: Uche Okonkwo
Going out of one's way to write what's currently trendy, just because it's trendy, can be counterproductive and take the pleasure out of writing.
“There has to be peril”: A Conversation with Andromeda Romano-Lax
Suspense, as a genre, can be a Trojan Horse. It’s a strong vehicle that you can hide things within [to] explore ideas about culture, gender, language, or place.
ENOUGH: Three Poems on the Domestic
I never saw the current raging beneath / a rip tide of blood that boils without warning, / melting the 24-carat gold / into pools of nightmares
Unearthing the Past in The Safekeep
There is an elegant cadence to the prose, a slight twist in language to create a dynamic image of a simple nighttime scene. Two proud firs. The single star as the sky’s beauty mark.