The Ghosts in Our Blood
The medium sat down on the twenty-year old loveseat in my living room. She settled in like an old friend, without looking around, without working to read the weight of…
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The Rumpus Interview With Jon Carroll
Jon Carroll has written more than 8,000 columns for the San Francisco Chronicle, having become the newspaper’s star, leading voice and, essentially, its conscience.
SELF-MADE MAN #13: Queerly Beloved
I see sixteen-year-olds now, with their subway chatter and baby fat, and try to imagine the ways they are saving each other’s lives.
The Rumpus Interview with Michael Timmins of the Cowboy Junkies
Formed in 1985 with relentless touring and album releases to follow, the Canadian 4-piece, the Cowboy Junkies are one of the most enduring acts in music today.
Ted Wilson Reviews the World #144
MR. WIZARD ★★★★★ (2 out of 5) Hello, and welcome to my week-by-week review of everything in the world. Today I am reviewing Mr. Wizard.
ALBUMS OF OUR LIVES: ANI DIFRANCO’S LIKE I SAID
Both hands, please use both hands. Oh no, don’t close your eyes. I am writing graffiti on your body. I am drawing the story of how hard we tried.
Sunday Rumpus Essay: Don’t Call Me Biker Chick
She is middle-aged, with three nearly grown children and no tattoos, when learning to ride a motorcycle named Izzy teaches her to live fully and without fear.
The Saturday Rumpus Interview With Lauren Kirshner
Lauren Kirshner’s Where We Have To Go is the story of Lucy, a Jewish girl growing up in the wilds of Toronto, who adores cats and aliens from the planet Melmac.
Saturday Rumpus Found Poetry: Rejection Letter Edition
A talented and hilarious friend of mine, Katie Coyle, is now about two months post-partum on her MFA.
The Rumpus Review of Beasts of The Southern Wild
I can’t tell you about this movie without telling you about my father.
Bartending, Booktending: Three Years at Red Hill Books
Last summer I was telling my coworker at Red Hill Books a story about mistaken identity.
Emily, Eyes Shut
To look inward, at the smallest of things—this is what novels do. And now microscopes.