Blogs
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RUMPUS POETRY BOOK CLUB EXCERPT: DISPATCHES FROM A FUTURE GREAT-GREAT-GRANDDAUGHTER BY FRANNY CHOI
An excerpt from The Rumpus Poetry Book Club’s November selection, The World Keeps Ending, and the World Goes On by Franny Choi
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Escaping the Infinite: An Omnibus Review of Four Contemporary Works of Poetry
So everything should be very clear.
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Rumpus Original Fiction: Black Bottom Swamp Bottle Woman
. . . maybe they believe labeling and understanding mean the same thing . . .
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Rumpus Original Fiction: To Go
Love can feel muddled, vast, diffuse; so little to do with the singular volatility of a firework. I hunger for that kind of crystalline precision, though. That clarity. To scream myself across the sky just once—consuming everything in my wake—and…
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Rumpus Original Fiction: Only Humans
Hearing old people’s memories is like watching a once-in-three-generations downpour. In the past, they lived in abundance and air conditioning. So many details go over Salwa’s head. She doesn’t know how to transcribe all the words.
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ENOUGH: ’Til Death
Rape stories are like weddings—everyone thinks theirs is remarkable, but they are usually disarmingly, eye-glazingly indistinguishable.
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From the Archive: Rumpus Original Fiction: Forty-Six
Waiting to turn forty-six is like standing in the unrelenting sunshine.
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RUMPUS POETRY BOOK CLUB EXCERPT: Jealous of Children By Jill McDonough
An excerpt from The Rumpus Poetry Book Club‘s October selection, American Treasure by Jill McDonough forthcoming from Alice James Books on November 8, 2022 Subscribe by September 15 to the Poetry Book Club to receive this title and an invitation…
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Rumpus Original Fiction: Mycomorphosis
“Everything looks good,” the neurologist said. The hairs on his head, she couldn’t help noticing, resembled plump white beansprouts—they stood from his scalp as if fat with water. His fingers too. “The only thing is that you have extra fungus…
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Voices On Addiction: SALVE CAPUT
I wished I knew a word for the green of moss right when it starts up freshly in spring. I would lie down on it and roll around. I would pray to it. I would sing its name.
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RUMPUS BOOK CLUB EXCERPT: SUZUKI IN LIMBO BY LUKE DANI BLUE
An excerpt from The Rumpus Book Club‘s October selection, Pretend It’s My Body by Luke Dani Blue published by Feminist Press October 18, 2022 Subscribe by September 15 to the Book Club to receive this title and an invitation to…
