Rumpus Original
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The Dark Lady
In my imaginings, Ava was always a woman driving at night, a face behind glass in a shiny speeding vehicle, motoring down the road.
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The Rumpus Inaugural Poems: Rajiv Mohabir
Each day from January 7 to January 20, Rumpus Original Poems will feature poetry written in response to the coming presidential inauguration. Today’s poem is from Rajiv Mohabir.
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Swinging Modern Sounds #77: People Give Me Things, Part One
[T]he thing about receiving music from other people is this: there is always some grace associated with the transaction.
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The Rumpus Inaugural Poems: JoAnn Balingit
Each day from January 7 to January 20, Rumpus Original Poems will feature poetry written in response to the coming presidential inauguration. Today’s poem is from JoAnn Balingit.
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The Rumpus Interview with Dawn Lundy Martin
Dawn Lundy Martin discusses her most recent collection, Life in a Box Is a Pretty Life.
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The Rumpus Inaugural Poems: Jaswinder Bolina
Each day from January 7 to January 20, Rumpus Original Poems will feature poetry written in response to the coming presidential inauguration. Today’s poems are from Jaswinder Bolina.
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The Rumpus Poetry Book Club Chat with Chris Santiago
Chris Santigo on his new collection Tula, writing a multilingual text, and the connections between music and writing poetry.
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The Rumpus Inaugural Poems: Julie Marie Wade
Each day from January 7 to January 20, Rumpus Original Poems will feature poetry written in response to the coming presidential inauguration. Today’s poem is from Julie Marie Wade.
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Scarecrow
My future grew dimmer. Just moments after computing in my head that I was gay, my mom stomped down the stairs.


