haunting
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Rumpus Original Fiction: Inheritance
When she was seven years old, Lottie killed her first rattlesnake. As long as she could remember, her grandfather had instilled in her that The Good Californian killed the rattlesnake, spared those behind him the danger of snakebite, the venom…
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On Ghosting
To ghost, to refuse, to satisfy yourself with yourself, felt impossibly newfangled, like something I’d like to try.
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A Travel Guide to the City of Ghosts
Standing alone before the house, I think: love can be a sad, strange thing.

