family
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Housesitting
When you arrived, you reached under the mat to pick up the keys in an envelope. Inside, a note on the kitchen counter said help yourself to anything in the pantry or fridge.
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The Rumpus Late Nite Poetry Show: January Gill O’Neil
In Episode 12 of The Rumpus Late Nite Poetry Show, January Gill O’Neil chats about her new collection, Misery Islands, writing pop culture into poetry, and the Red Sox.
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The Rumpus Interview with Megan Kruse
Author Megan Kruse talks about her debut novel, Call Me Home, queer characters in rural places, sibling relationships, and how the music of Lucinda Williams inspires her.
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It’s Time
You read that your sister’s body—a towel still knotted around her neck— was found dressed in a nightie, panties, and one slipper. You are wearing a nightie, panties, and slippers as you read it. The words safe and trusting pop…
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The Sunday Rumpus Essay: A Coney Island of the Mind
My money is no good here. I may wear the clothes or speak the language, but something in my manner always betrays me as foreign. Despite my chosen title, I do not belong in Brooklynstan.
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Nuclear Family
This is how I understood the nucleus: the minimum of what we need, and that which forms the “originating core” or heart of us, the three of us.
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What We Want Now
Near the end of my Disney tenure, I filched a Magic Music Days sign from the Epcot entrance and hands shaking, brought it to a tattoo artist.
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The Sunday Rumpus Essay: How to Publish Your Short Story in Thirty Years or Less
Listen carefully; there’s music in the air.
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Seven Almonds
The first thing my parents bought when they earned money in America was a giant bag of almonds as a talisman for success.
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SELF-MADE MAN #32: Grief is the Price We Pay for Love
My son, Mom said, even when it must have been so hard for her to rewrite the moment I was born, the one that belonged to her alone.
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My Dollhouse, Myself: Miniature Histories
She pauses and says it again. “In my head, I live in my dollhouse.”
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Something Small and Heavy
This is not a biography, photograph, or method of cloning, not footage, not a transcription—in short: this is not faithful.