Rumpus Originals
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WHERE I WRITE #7: Between Clients
I write between clients. There’s a yellow wall behind me, and fuzzy leopard print pillows on the floor.
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Disorientation, Disgust, and Killing flies
Michael Dickman’s poems inhabit a place in which “morning makes its way up the street as a loose pack of wild dogs” and we find ourselves—through his sharp pronoun use—feeling complicit in acts of violence that are committed in a…
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The Rumpus Interview with Aimee Bender
I just think it has become clearer to me that writing is making a vessel to send to a reader.
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DEAR SUGAR, The Rumpus Advice Column #71: The Ghost Ship That Didn’t Carry Us
I’ll never know and neither will you of the life you don’t choose.
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A FAN’S NOTES, The Rumpus Sports Column #36: Manny Ramirez’s Final Performance
The biggest news of this young baseball season is that Manny Ramirez is hanging up his batting gloves and saying goodbye to the Major Leagues. This is sad because Ramirez was one of the game’s great natural hitters and because…
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The Heroic Lie: A Brief Inquiry into the Fake Memoir
When I was about ten years old, I hit my older brother in the mouth with a baseball bat. We were standing around in a field, hitting pebbles with the bat, and I got him on my backswing. There was…
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There’s Coffee On My Shirt, Not Blood
Seemingly masked in the two words of the title (Ghost this, Machine that), Ben Mirov has written an intimate, if cryptic, book of poetry.
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On Reading Civil Complaint No. 11-2472, Tasini v. AOL Inc. et al.
A week ago the labor writer and activist Jonathan Tasini filed a $105-million lawsuit in United States District Court, in New York’s Southern District, against HuffPost’s new owner AOL Inc., and HuffPost co-founders Arianna Huffington and Kenneth Lerer, seeking to “vindicate…
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Swinging Modern Sounds #29: The Museum of Broken Things
Rick Moody interviews Moby about his obsession with drum machines.