From the Archive: Rumpus Original Fiction: An Other Man
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...moreSomething new in the dead darkness. Short days and shimmers of light.
...moreMaggie Downs discusses her debut memoir, BRAVER THAN YOU THINK.
...moreI don’t want to be a martyr or a monster. I want to be human.
...moreAirong’s voice was stern, matter-of-fact. “I’m pregnant.”
...moreStaring at that profile picture, I couldn’t not click.
...moreA warm wash of confidence came over me. You don’t really know who you are until you know which car you’re following.
...moreTo ask for a truly great love is to ask for death at the same time.
...moreHer face lit up, and I checked to make sure the man’s scowl had returned. It wasn’t enough for me that heaven should exist for the wife; her husband had to end up in hell.
...moreAdmitting memory’s tendencies toward storytelling, time shifting, and the emotional coloring of facts admits the potential for some forgiveness.
...more…the connection between the throat and heart and that which they represent: voice and love.
...moreHow later you learned grief and love are partners too. How love held you through grief’s fire.
...moreThere was nothing open about my heart; my chest tightened, threatening to implode.
...moreThink about the stories you have inside that scare you. That’s what you should be writing.
...more“Ow. That hurts. I’m in pain.” These are a few things Andy (the husband) will never say. After a snowboarding mishap he blacked out, woke and noticed it hurt when his friend kept jabbing him in the stomach. He googled his symptoms and figured he was bleeding internally and he may have ruptured his spleen. Did […]
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