Better She Had Slapped Me
Tongue contains none of the typical tricks, irony, or obsessive self-absorption of many recent books. Each poem is self-contained, yet are all of a piece.
Rumpus Originals
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Return of the Woodster: The Rumpus Interview With Gary Shteyngart
When he’s not documenting his irreversible addiction to food porn or commiserating with the literary illuminati, Gary Shteyngart writes books. OK, he writes some of the funniest books I have…
DEAR SUGAR, The Rumpus Advice Column #45: Thwack, Thwack, Thwack
Give him a peek at whatever would make you slam the door shut if he walked in and caught you in front of the mirror.
Moving Pictures
A husband-and-wife team of graphic novelists move from superhero tales to a stark, quiet story about art and the Holocaust.
Modern Reader #4: Without Style
I often wonder if reviews can be great. Can a book (or an essay) that is essentially “about” another book compare to an original work?
Brace Yourself
Jennifer Richter’s poems invite us to understand that each of us is a threshold—something pain passes through.
Evangelical, Pastor, Gay, Out… What Now?
Sometimes around dusk (I was probably six or seven years old), I would look out my bedroom window and see the sky turning orange and purple, and the setting sun…
Imperial Bedrooms
I felt like the book pulsed in my bag, a bright-covered blip that kept demanding I come back and progress a few pages.
The Rumpus Review of Please Give
Many reviews of Nicole Holofcener films open with the standard criticism that her characters are mean–which is the sort of accusation that, if it took place in a Nicole Holofcener…