Rumpus Original
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Twenty-Seven
For two days, I fight the story welling up in me, denying the itch of the burn, the angry redness biting at my skin. And then I wake up the third day and say to myself, “My mom was raped…
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Ted Wilson Reviews the World #184
HIPPOS ★★★★★ (5 out of 5) Hello, and welcome to my week-by-week review of everything in the world. Today I am reviewing hippos.
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Vegetarian Taxidermy
Sharon’s vegetarian taxidermy is the fabric-and-stuffing version of taxidermy animal trophies.
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The Rumpus Review of The Great Gatsby
There has never been a great movie adaptation of a novel. This isn’t to say that there’s never been a good movie that was first a book.
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Fire School
I joined the Marfa Volunteer Fire Department six months ago. So far, I have been to zero fires—the West Texas wildfire season doesn’t really pick up until spring—and two fire training courses.
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Sunday Rumpus Fiction: My Friend, the Painter Joan Miró
In the wake of the Lockerbie Disaster and haunting personal loss, Miró plays nursemaid to a young American woman, unraveling abroad…
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The Saturday Rumpus Interview With Joshuah Bearman
Joshuah Bearman is fresh off the success of Argo, the Oscar-winning film based on his 2007 Wired article, “The Great Escape.”
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The Rumpus Interview with Jason Polan, Part I
An illustrated look at the life and times of Jason Polan, the artist behind Michelle Tea’s newest book, Mermaid in Chelsea Creek.
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Songs of Our Lives: Johnny Cash’s “Hurt” and the Stooges’ “Search and Destroy”
It’d be a stretch to say that Johnny Cash and Iggy Pop are connected in any meaningful way.
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Godzilla
Godzilla, great grey-green monster, rises up out of the ocean, makes his way toward Tokyo. Is always making his way toward Tokyo. Perpetually swimming in cold waters, bubble trail on the surface, until he nears land and comes screaming to…
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The Rumpus Book Club Discussion with Ru Freeman
The Rumpus Book Club chats with Ru Freeman about On Sal Mal Lane, war as seen through children’s eyes, and Sinhalese cuss words.
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A Brief History of Swans
We frighten away boyfriends, lovers, strangers, and we do not mind, because we are together: together, we are glorious.