Rumpus Original
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DEAR SUGAR, The Rumpus Advice Column #62: We Are Here to Build the House
Forget the man. Forget the money. It’s your own sweet self with whom you must rendezvous.
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Dear Ruins of Our Future Selves
Wetzsteon’s formal style mixed with her populist vernacular is unmistakable and unforgettable.
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Crows and Taxis: Writing to the South Sudan
Crows circle, straight out of a novel by Kenya’s Nobel-nominee Ngugi wa Thiong’o. Only, the crows are circling the hotel pool, not the bush.
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Heart Healthy
On Wednesday, I wake a little after ten. This isn’t intentional. It’s not like I set an alarm. I stumble from the bed to the bathroom to take a long, yellow piss. I brush my teeth—extra well, since my health…
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Why Are You a Prostitute?
This is a response for Bedelia, who commented profusely about sex work, house moms, and her experience as a hooker for ten years on an earlier piece I wrote for The Rumpus.
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FUNNY WOMEN #42: The Best-Selling Story of All Time
The five most popular words in best-selling books are (source: Time magazine): 1. man 2. diet 3. house 4. woman 5. sex/sexual
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The Known World
Reviewing Sunset Park, I am behaving like a Paul Auster character, imagining a dialogue with a famous author, wondering about the ways fiction and reality overlap…”
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Suppose I Kept on Singing Love Songs Just to Break My Own Fall
I don’t remember what I was doing when my aunt called to tell me my father was dying.
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Ted Wilson Reviews the World #69
DANCING WITH THE STARS ★★★★★ (4 out of 5) Hello, and welcome to my week-by-week review of everything in the world. Today I am reviewing Dancing with the Stars.
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Surely Some Revelation Is at Hand
(Yet Another) Rumpus Lamentation: It’s a sunny winter day in Tucson, Arizona. There’s an event being held in the parking lot of a supermarket called Safeway.
