Cassandra
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Rumpus Original Poetry: Three Poems by Alex Jane Cope
To speak of the shame is to speak of him / and his bed of lichen and his green / ribbon fastened around my throat.
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The Girl on the Bike
First, we must recognize our removal from the machinations of the shadows. The screen stands between us and the internal world depicted on it. There is no communion.
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This Week in Short Fiction
If you recall your Greek mythology, you’ll remember Cassandra, princess of Troy, priestess of Apollo, seer of prophecies, and patron saint of women everywhere screaming themselves blue but never being heard. Cassandra’s prophecies unfailingly proved to be true, but still…
