DEAR SUGAR, The Rumpus Advice Column #85: We Call This a Clusterfuck
I don’t know if your friendship is built to last a lifetime, but I know the game is worth the candle.
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The Rumpus Mini-Interview Project #47: Kevin Sampsell in Conversation with Gary Lutz
Gary Lutz, who in many circles is already known as a master of sentences, takes it to another level in his new collection, Divorcer (Calamari Press). Some of the sentences…
The Rumpus Poetry Book Club Chat with Aracelis Girmay
The Rumpus Poetry Book Club chats with Aracelis Girmay about her poetry collection, Kingdom Animalia.
Swinging Modern Sounds #31: Reunion Fever
Like other people who once had a childhood, I sometimes give in to fits of longing for the music I cared most about when young. In particular, I give in…
Ted Wilson Reviews the World #102
SOCKS ★★★★★ (4 out of 5) Hello, and welcome to my week-by-week review of everything in the world. Today I am reviewing socks.
DEAR SUGAR, The Rumpus Advice Column #84: The Distance of the Leap
From what garden or pot or crack in the pavement did you grow? How did you get your water?
September’s Rumpus Book Club Selection
The Rumpus Book Club is closing out summer and welcoming the fall with advanced copies of Show Up, Look Good, our highly-anticipated September selection. Written by Mark Wisniewski and published…
Ted Wilson Reviews the World #101
PURPLE NURPLES ★★★★★ (2 out of 5) Hello, and welcome to my week-by-week review of everything in the world. Today I am reviewing purple nurples.
Ted Wilson Reviews the World #100
MY WIFE’S FUNERAL ★★★★★ (5 out of 5) Hello, and welcome to my week-by-week review of everything in the world. Today I am reviewing my wife’s funeral.
The Last Poem I Loved: “The Crowds Cheered as Gloom Galloped Away” by Matthea Harvey
Matthea Harvey’s “The Crowds Cheered As Gloom Galloped Away” resides in her second full-length collection, the wonderfully-titled Sad Little Breathing Machine. It is a poem about ponies, sadness, and the…
DEAR SUGAR, The Rumpus Advice Column #83: The Major Notes
We sing the song of parenthood in only the major notes. Were you there? Did you love full-throttle?
Conversations with Writers Braver Than Me: Mike Albo
I've been living in NYC for years so I am cautiously optimistic about everything.