From the Archive: Rumpus Original Fiction: No Good
The sounds that she would expect here are entirely absent. There are no cries, no weeping. Just soothing, muffled tones.
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Join NOW!The sounds that she would expect here are entirely absent. There are no cries, no weeping. Just soothing, muffled tones.
...moreMai Der Vang discusses her new poetry collection, YELLOW RAIN.
...moreJ. Kasper Kramer shares a reading list to celebrate THE STORY THAT CANNOT BE TOLD.
...moreThe speaker in Hard Damage, it seems, is writing herself to life.
...moreWe stood with the open-handed absence which finally allowed for a telling.
...moreGolnaz Hashemzadeh Bonde discusses her second novel, WHAT WE OWE.
...moreIlya Kaminsky discusses his new collection, DEAF REPUBLIC.
...moreIn a flash nearly 200,000 Cuban refugees understood that we’d lost our homeland and had better get used to life en la Yuma. We packed for six weeks, and we stayed for six decades.
...moreO’Connor is so often remembered as a misanthropic homebody—but she was comforted by the idea of a God that gave preferential treatment to the most vulnerable among us. For the Paris Review, Dave Griffith writes about reading Flannery O’Connor’s “The Displaced Person,” a story of immigrants in O’Connor’s classic grotesque South, during the global refugee crisis.
...moreWhat are the fundamental differences between telling your own story, telling the story of another, and telling your story about trying to understand someone else’s story?
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