Brooklyn
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From the Archive: Rumpus Original Fiction—The Christmas Party
I laugh. My laugh, this thing that sounds better on somebody else.
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Lamentation for Songbirds
If the birds were first, other small things would surely follow, and we are the caretakers of small things.
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Precipice: An Evening with Kundiman, No Tokens, and The Rumpus
An evening with Kundiman, No Tokens, and The Rumpus!
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Paying in Time
The contempt the place exuded for the people inside it felt physical, hanging in the air like humidity.
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Depths of Story: Who’s Your Daddy by Arisa White
The inherited wounds cut so deep one wonders if they can ever be fully healed.
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Wingtips and Shell-Toes
There was a right way and a wrong way to do things, and those shoes were wrong.
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Building and Building: Talking with Patricia Spears Jones
Patricia Spears Jones discusses her body of work, the future of poetry, and more.


