SquareRoot of Love, Politics, and Power
If we really believe that love is important and necessary then where is it, especially when it comes to world politics and power?
Rumpus Originals
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Which Flame Is Mine?: A Conversation with Rajiv Mohabir
Rajiv Mohabir discusses his second collection, The Cowherd's Son, his work as a translator, and resisting erasure in a racist America.
What to Read When You Want to Celebrate Black History
Rumpus editors share for their favorite writing that speaks to black history, past and present.
Outlaws in the Garden: A Conversation with Denise Newman and Hazel White
Poets Denise Newman and Hazel White discuss their most recent collaborative project, Biotic Portal, how they initially met, and loving their garden's "outlaws."
Rumpus Original Poetry: Three Poems by Cortney Lamar Charleston
All the imaginary people I knew always started / their imaginary stories saying "I," which always exposed them / as fools.
Wanted/Needed/Loved: Marissa Paternoster Knows That Animals Aren’t Objects
[T]he one thing I wake up next to, that I couldn’t imagine living without, isn’t an object at all. It’s a dog.
The Neoliberal Heart of the 90s Romcom
The personal is political, to the extent that politics itself can be effectively effaced with no detrimental effects.
The Text Is My Body: A Conversation with Gabrielle Civil
Performance artist and poet Gabrielle Civil discusses her book, Swallow the Fish, how technology has shaped reactions to female nudity, and the importance of risking change.
ENOUGH: Because Women Bear the Whole Wet World
A Rumpus series of work by women and non-binary writers that engages with rape culture, sexual assault, and domestic violence.
On Lingerings
The U-Haul’s gone now. It made me sad earlier to look up and find its door locked. Maybe because I know how much ends when everything’s loaded.
The Burden of Teachable Moments
My voice begins to crack so I clear my throat. I look at each one of the girls one by one. The heat in me rises. My skin feels like the Texas pavement in July.
Becoming Bodies
[W]e wanted something different from each other's bodies than what was actually there, which might be why our bodies sometimes came together.