From the Archives: Rumpus Original Fiction: Em
For her twenty-first birthday, Kiều’s younger siblings set fire to her bed.
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From the Archive: The Weight of Our Living: On Hope, Fire Escapes, and Visible Desperation
I want to leave the party through the window and find my uncle standing on a piece of iron shaped into visible desperation, which must also be (how can it not?) the beginning of visible hope.
The Last Book
The poet goes to the supermarket for peanut butter. The poet cleans the toilet. The poet responds to emails.
Rumpus Original Fiction: White Ash
My wife, Ritu, a receptionist at a motel, works four nights a week. In the morning, I pick her up in our used Honda and drive her home. After she…
From the Archive: Rumpus Original Fiction: Forty-Six
Waiting to turn forty-six is like standing in the unrelenting sunshine.
From the Archive: What It Is to Be Human: Talking with Ottessa Moshfegh
Ottessa Moshfegh discusses her new novel, MY YEAR OF REST AND RELAXATION.
Voices on Addiction: Motherless in Albertsons
I am sick with grief, triggered by my mother’s death, in turn triggered by Chardonnay.
Joe at the Aquarium
I pushed him so he glided through the fish, the eels, the boxed-in worlds of blues.
Rumpus Original Fiction: What Wasn’t
She gave him a small, relieved laugh. In another world, she replied.
What Russian Grammar Taught Me about Death
I wanted to feel in control of something, but I didn’t know how to say that.
Laughing Through It: Emily Austin’s Everyone in This Room Will Someday Be Dead
Morbid humor exists for a reason: to poke fun at our inevitable ends and lighten its emotional load.