DEAR SUGAR, The Rumpus Advice Column #67: The Black Arc of It
But compassion isn’t about solutions. It’s about giving all the love that you’ve got.
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The Careless Language of Sexual Violence
There are crimes and then there are crimes and then there are atrocities. These are, I suppose, matters of scale.
Sibling Rivalry: Jim Shepard, You Think That’s Bad?
Rumpus Book Club member, Anna Newbold, shares her thoughts about last month’s Book Club selection, Jim Shepard’s You Think That’s Bad: As an only child, I feel reluctant to enter…
A FAN’S NOTES, The Rumpus Sports Column #35: The Monster and Carmelo Anthony
Thanks to the most anticipated trade of this year’s NBA season, Carmelo Anthony (“Melo” for short) has left behind the soothing powder blue uniform of the Denver Nuggets and switched…
The Last Book I Loved: The Broom of the System
David Foster Wallace was a writer with whom I was determined, out of principle, not to fall in love.
Ted Wilson Reviews the World #77
THE MAZE ON THE PLACE MAT AT RORY’S DONUTS & MORE ★★★★★ (1 out of 5) Hello, and welcome to my week-by-week review of everything in the world. Today I…
C Clark: The Last Book I Loved, The Death of Artemio Cruz
A novel written in 1962 found its way into my hands for the first time during the summer of 1997. The Death of Artemio Cruz, written by Carlos Fuentes, was…
Why Not Read It Three Times?
“Then I heard about the book from a friend so I ordered it and the book arrived and I read it almost immediately and then I read it again and…
DEAR SUGAR, The Rumpus Advice Column #66: The Gentlest Possible Version of the Truth
Addiction is a tunnel that wakes you up in the middle of the night. Everything else happens out here in the light.
Why I Chose Things Come On
Rumpus Poetry Club Board Member Camille Dungy on why she chose Joseph Harrington’s Things Come On as the March selection of The Rumpus Poetry Book Club. Devastation. Conflation. Preoccupation. Disintegration.…
“Campbell McGrath” a Rumpus Original Poem by Nick Demske
Campbell Mcgrath I’ll campbell mcgrath your fucking buttsack you little bitch. Campbell mcgrath.
H. William Davis: The Last Book I Loved, Housekeeping
The winter is rough, and I live under a bridge hanging over a creek which freezes solid and blocks me from the rest of the world. You can’t rush past…