Posts Tagged: cocaine

From the Archive: Rumpus Original Fiction—The Christmas Party

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I laugh. My laugh, this thing that sounds better on somebody else.

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Voices on Addiction: Safety in a Blue Light

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Television babysat our family—our thirteen-channel set, reception via a rooftop antenna.

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Voices on Addiction: Thief in the Night

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Addiction steals your integrity. Your freedom, too.

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Disrupting Language Hierarchies: Talking with Judith Santopietro

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Judith Santopietro discusses TIAWANAKU. POEMAS DE LA MADRE COQA/POEMS FROM THE MOTHER COQA.

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Voices on Addiction: Call Us Beautiful

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I’m saying people can be imperfect and still be remembered as beautiful.

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Voices on Addiction: The Opposite of Hallelujah

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When I imagine his days, the loneliness of it all makes my chest tighten.

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Not All of Us Are on Vacation: Talking with Jason Allen

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Jason Allen discusses his debut novel, THE EAST END.

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Blue, Blue Windows: On Writing and Helplessness in the Age of Trump

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The brain in the jar wants out, you know. It just can’t do anything about it.

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The Peep King’s Legacy: A Family Portrait

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The day after Hugh Hefner died, I received a text from my sister that our grandfather was starring alongside James Franco and Maggie Gyllenhaal in HBO’s new series, The Deuce.

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Voices on Addiction: The Honeybee

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She never stopped, a bee buzzing from flower to flower to flower, collecting all the sweetness she could.

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The Rumpus Interview with Joshua Mohr

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Joshua Mohr discusses his memoir Sirens, writing for his daughter, and why he values art that trusts its audience.

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The Sunday Rumpus Essay: Daddy Issues

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What I’m saying is I was a fucking wreck and it’s not my dad’s fault.

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Frightened Rabbit - The Midnight Organ Fight | Rumpus Music

Albums of Our Lives: Frightened Rabbit’s The Midnight Organ Fight

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Something about the twangy banjo and the melancholy vocals just made me feel less alone. And I hated being alone.

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The Sunday Rumpus Essay: Ladies Lazarus

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For Mother, two worlds—earth we inhabit together, then the hot, heavenly body of euphoria and speed. Often, Mother exists in the tear between these worlds, belonging nowhere, to no one.

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The Saturday Rumpus Essay: A Brief History of a Bad Heart

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She studies you, still panting with an energy that consumes the room, and whispers in a reedy voice: “They say you fucked up your heart.”

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Are We All Our Own Vanishing

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We will never be an exclamation point, an ellipses, a question mark. We must all leave with this: a period—solid, and utterly irrefutable.

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Plankton (A Body of Stars)

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Plankton either grows into something other than plankton—a strong swimming non-planktonic adult, like a crab or a fish, or it stays the same—forever drifting with the shifting tides.

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Conversations with Literary Ex-Cons: Vickie Stringer

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Vickie Stringer talks about her first novel Let That Be the Reason, her Triple Crown Publishing venture, life in prison, and making hip-hop literature.

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Song of the Day: “Jump Off The Roof”

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One of the least talked-about and most heartfelt tracks off Vince Staples’s identify-defining album, Summertime ’06, dispenses with the bravado of his other lyrics. At the same time, “Jump Off The Roof” showcases the fatalism and lyrical prowess that have garnered the 22-year-old Staples so much praise. Dissonant background vocals and a modest backbeat help to make this […]

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Cocaine Wine

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In 1863, chemist Angelo Mariani created Vin Mariani, a combination of Bordeaux wine and coca leaves (you know, where cocaine comes from). As you can imagine, it was an instant hit. Advertisements promised to “restore health and vitality,” cure malaria, and be “especially adapted to children.” Many believed in the medicinal properties of alcohol at […]

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