Posts Tagged: Rumpus Original Fiction

Rumpus Original Fiction: She Hated the Child

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She didn’t want anything to change. She understood it would be easier if she loved the child. But she did not want to love it.

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Rumpus Original Fiction: Even the Moon

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When you finished, several minutes passed before we spoke. You dipped a finger in a pool of candle wax. How could I know this was the only real secret you’d ever kept?

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Rumpus Original Fiction: Seasonal Work

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[T]he thing about Gary was that he could believe what he needed to believed when he needed to believe it. So, technically, he never lied.

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Rumpus Original Fiction: My Name Is Jean-Pierre and I Am Still an End Table

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I am glad to be free of that tyrant, even if it means I am an end table waddling inch-by-inch down this path on a foolish mission that might prove impossible. I may be an end table, but at least I am free.

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Rumpus Original Fiction: The Whole World Is Desert

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This is what I want him to think of me. The girl poised to surf a wave under the heaviness of the full moon, the ocean around her radiant with light.

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Rumpus Original Fiction: Emergency Lifeboats: 24 (12 on Each Side)

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“What’s a six-letter word for ignoring truth,” she might say, without looking up from the puzzle.

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