Brian Spears is Senior Poetry Editor of The Rumpus and the author of A Witness in Exile (Louisiana Literature Press, 2011). His poem “Upon Reading That Andromeda Will One Day Devour Triangulum and Come For Us Next” was featured in Season 9 of Motion Poems.
As of yesterday, the Oxford Comma was seen reenacting moments from Monty Python’s Quest for the Holy Grail and generally acting like a spastic teenager. It is quoted as saying…
You ever feel like the invisible hand of the market has been touching you inappropriately? I don’t think there’s any place that feels emptier than an abandoned amusement park. These…
The poster person for Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder is a war veteran, which isn’t surprising given that anywhere from 11 to 20 percent of veterans of the conflicts in Iraq and…
Tom Lutz at the Los Angeles Review of Books discusses Elizabeth Gumport’s essay in n+1 called “Against Reviews.” Lutz writes “Taste cultures do have something to do with circles of…
MobyLives has extended the discussion Andy Baio started on his project Kind of Bloop, which I wrote about for The Rumpus on Saturday. MobyLives makes a good point when talking…
June Thomas in Slate asks, in the light of the most recent victory for same-sex marriage rights for gays and lesbians and greater acceptance across American society, if the gay…
That noise your dog makes? Humans had a hand in creating it. The tougher fuel economy standards recently put in place are a start but they’re not enough to either…
New York made same-sex marriage legal last night. They’re the sixth state to take that step, and the largest so far. What are the rest of us waiting for? Take…
Al-Jazeera has started a new project–an online dictionary of words and phrases the mainstream media (which I–though not everyone–would argue they’re a part of) uses when writing/talking about whatever the…
What happens when a philosophy professor takes on e-piracy? He discovers that it’s not quite as cut and dried as he first thought. Let me be clear–the issue of whether…
Via McSweeneys: “When me get back to apartment, after cookie binge, me can’t stand looking in mirror—fur matted with chocolate-chip smears and infested with crumbs. Me try but me never…