Swinging Modern Sounds #36: This Is Bob Dylan to Me
The Rumpus has made it possible for me to talk to a lot of musicians I might not otherwise have met, but meeting Mike Watt, founding member of The Minutmen,…
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The Rumpus Interview with Chloe Caldwell
I first saw Chloe Caldwell do her thing a year ago. She read an essay about an orgy she’d participated in and how much she’d enjoyed the orgy, and the…
OG DAD: A Stahl Is Born
Don’t let the idyllic lead full you. The night behind us has been so Game of Thrones-y that even now the blood squishes underfoot, the floor is littered with cast-off scarlet rags, stained plastic gloves.
The Rumpus Interview with Alison Bechdel
Alison Bechdel is a living legend (and I say this from the point of view of a queerish autobio cartoonist).
SELF-MADE MAN #10: Pride
Last June, after he showed me how to pull back on the syringe and shoot the air bubbles skyward, my nurse injected an oily universe of possibility into me.
Us by Michael Kimball
A beautiful wrought novel now re-released, Michael Kimball’s Us tells the story of death from three divergent angles.
The Rumpus Interview with Inga Muscio
Inga Muscio is the highly acclaimed, and equally controversial (and unapologetic) feminist author of Cunt: A Declaration of Independence, Autobiography of a Blue-Eyed Devil: My Life and Times in a…
The Listeners, By Leni Zumas
Reading Leni Zumas’s debut novel The Listeners puts one in mind of the Boston Molasses Disaster of 1919. Not because the novel is messy—it isn’t—but because it contains the same…
OG DAD: Dope-A-Mom
Here we are, back in the doctor’s office. Our home away from home. We’ve come, yet again, to try and see why our unborn party ball has yet to start its descent into humanity.
Sunday Rumpus Fiction: Real Men
My husband Joe is someone who turns on the television when he comes into the house and leaves it on as background noise even when he’s not watching it. I am…
The Rumpus Saturday Essay: Me Be Pretty One Day
When I was younger and lonelier and knew more about other people than I did about myself, I thought