Rumpus Original
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OG DAD: Milkaholic
It’s been forty-three days since Baby N came in for landing. Maybe too early to wax sentimental, but not, I hope, to revisit the particular weirdness of Mondo Maternito.
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Revising the Revisionists
I suffer from the primary carpet-bagging compulsion of the northern writer living in the South:
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A History of Identity
In March 2012, I published a letter as part of a subscription program begun at The Rumpus. The following poem is fashioned from language contained in the responses to that letter.
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Ted Wilson Reviews the World #142
THE PUDDLE I STEPPED IN ★★★★★ (5 out of 5) Hello, and welcome to my week-by-week review of everything in the world. Today I am reviewing the puddle I stepped in.
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Conversations With Writers Braver Than Me: Cheryl Strayed
Sari Botton talks with Cheryl Strayed about how she keeps finding the courage to be honest in her work—about herself and others around her.
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Readers Report: The Gamble
A collection of short pieces written by Rumpus readers pertaining to the subject of “The Gamble.”
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The Rumpus Interview with Mark and Jay Duplass
Since premiering at Sundance in 2002 with This is John, Mark and Jay Duplass have acquired a reputation for making emotional family-driven films on the budget of a shoestring, while also finding success with studio backed films like Cyrus and…
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A FAN’S NOTES, THE RUMPUS SPORTS COLUMN #43: Mohawk Mama
Perhaps you’ve seen the photograph of Italian striker Mario Balotelli embracing his mother after scoring two emphatic goals in Italy’s recent 2-1 Euro semifinal victory
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The Rumpus Interview with Jeffrey Brown
Comic aficionados have been aware of Jeffrey Brown’s talents since the publication of Clumsy in 2002, a raw and honest graphic novel about a promising, but ultimately doomed, long-distance relationship.
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Black Wings: Love, Loss and Life as a Humanitarian Aid Worker in Iraq
It was a cool, blue morning in Baghdad. I stood in the rubble of a bombed out building, a shell of what it had once been.
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Truth in Nonfiction: A Testimonial
Freshman year of college I was a Republican hardliner and Pentecostal Christian. I had just graduated from an Appalachian public school where you could sometimes find teachers’ names written inside a textbook cover under the heading “issued to.”