Rumpus Original Poetry: Two Poems by Safia Elhillo
with my teeth i understand my lover’s waist / we worship at each other’s throats / i am not afraid of men only of forgiving
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Rumpus Original Poetry: Two Poems by Elizabeth Lindsey Rogers
& suddenly we seemed to know nothing // but the evaporating world, / not one of us fit // to last.
Rumpus Original Poetry: Two Poems by Carolina Ebeid
All the horrible days arriving—listen— / the children stretch their spans // before tombstones practicing fame
pretending corpse-life
Rumpus Original Poetry: Three Poems by Cortney Lamar Charleston
All the imaginary people I knew always started / their imaginary stories saying "I," which always exposed them / as fools.
Rumpus Original Poetry: Two Poems by Jory Mickelson
Hello, said the sea // though it would not recognize itself.
Rumpus Original Poetry: Four Poems by P.E. Garcia
call me to the house / of the unheard // take the kudzu of whispers / from the windows & say each name
Rumpus Original Poetry: Two Poems by Christine No
So you haven’t made the / Short drive home / Scared of what other silence she’s / Tucked in the lines on her forehead, / Gathered around her mouth
Rumpus Original Poetry: Three Poems by Rachel McKibbens
I cut off my nose, / her nose collapses. / Chop down my hair & / hers shrieks from the sink. / How many poems do I / have to write ‘til she / gets dead, how many / live-wire syllables?
Rumpus Original Poetry: Four Poems by Elizabeth Schmuhl
I am the storm in my front porch and I am moving, / a threat to this home and everything in it.
Fighting the Erasure of Poet Liu Xia
Liu Xia is a Chinese poet. Her husband, Liu Xiaobo, the Nobel Laureate and dissident, died recently in prison. Liu Xia, who has been under strict house arrest for ten…
A Poethead’s Guide to the Galaxy: Talking with David Hernandez
David Hernandez discusses his most recent poetry collection, Dear, Sincerely, working across multiple genres, and why the act of making anything is a kind of optimism.
Rumpus Original Poetry: “Mewl” by Sarah Lyn Rogers
Still, something tells me God’s chosen // weren’t hate-mongering gropers (or worse). Just a hunch. A woman’s / intuition.