The Rumpus Interview with Robert Boswell
Robert Boswell talks about his new novel, Tumbledown, mental illness and counseling, and writing a novel in an unreliable but omniscient voice.
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Loosen the Reins
To an outside observer, it might appear that my father approached death the same way he did life: With a heavy hand and a critical gaze. It may seem like…
Eventually, We All Become Members of the Dead Dad Club
Dads are a funny thing. So many of us have strained relationships with them.
The Sunday Rumpus Essay: A New and Magical Life
When she becomes pregnant while grieving her newly dead father, Amy Monticello rejects the comforting notions she's offered about completing the cycle of life.
The Saturday Rumpus Interview: Guy Forsyth
Singer-songwriter Guy Forsyth talks about his time with the much-storied Asylum Street Spankers, his David and Goliath-esque legal battle against his former record label, and his latest album, The Freedom to Fail.
Dog Lab
One day, I saw on the schedule Canine Cardiophysiology Lab. By then I had already carved up human carcasses in anatomy class . . . . Memories of mellifluous verses about springtime and the stark insights of Shakespearian tragedies had long since faded. I went through the motions without rest, a zombie memorizing body parts.
The Rumpus Interview with Alysia Abbott
Alysia Abbott discusses craft and love in her new memoir, Fairyland, set in the ’70s and ’80s during the AIDS crisis in San Francisco.
The Rumpus Interview with Brian Gilmore
Kima Jones talks to Brian Gilmore about returning to the ritual of everyday life after the worst of humanity has shown itself publicly, about Duke Ellington and Michael Brown and being a father to daughters.
In My Clothes
My cousin and I are in matching dresses with purple buttons, lavender yarn in our braids. Our mothers take us to Sears Portrait Studio, where we sit together in front of a marbled blue sky. I’m into it, all of it.
My Nixon Years
For me, although the decade would also give us disco and Norman Lear sitcoms and my absolute favorite bell-bottomed striped green pantsuit, the 70s were all about Nixon...
Paternalia
The truth is you didn’t want to disappear, but you were already disappearing. Your skin burned clean away, your body no longer recognizable without the flip chart at the foot of your hospital bed.