Voices on Addiction: Katie Calls
I want to respond from my heart—not my anger, my judgment, my desire.
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Posts Tagged: siblings
Rumpus Original Fiction: Clockwork
Turn the corner, let the darkness swallow you, and you’re in the stacks.
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Teddy Ruxpin
There’s a collective guilt. So, our parents buy us friends.
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Father Time Is Undefeated
It’s a strange thing, seeing a reliable machine fail. Seeing a hero crash to earth.
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Between Illusion and Reality: A Conversation with Erin Pringle
Erin Pringle discusses her debut novel, HEZADA! I MISS YOU.
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Voices on Addiction: The Opposite of Hallelujah
When I imagine his days, the loneliness of it all makes my chest tighten.
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The Rumpus Poetry Book Club Chat with Cameron Awkward-Rich
Cameron Awkward-Rich discusses his new collection, DISPATCH.
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Voices on Addiction: Chicken Marsala and Meth
As it turned out, though, it was he who would surprise me that evening.
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Lady Justice
I imagine Lady Justice’s fingers tipping the scales: Rose to leave, and me to sleep.
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Rumpus Original Fiction: Em
For her twenty-first birthday, Kiều’s younger siblings set fire to her bed.
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Rumpus Original Fiction: The Softest Part
We sleep and we pretend to sleep. We wait for the day to turn into night.
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The Rumpus Mini-Interview Project #178: Irene O’Garden
“Trust that if you want to write that much it will find a way out of you.”
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Doing the Work of Empathy: A Conversation with Marin Sardy
Marin Sardy discusses her debut memoir, THE EDGE OF EVERY DAY: SKETCHES OF SCHIZOPHRENIA.
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Rumpus Original Fiction: Infatuation
Until it is awkward. Until it is disturbing. Until she cracks.
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Beyond the Elegant Veneer: Talking with Greer Macallister
Greer Macallister discusses her new novel, WOMAN 99.
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The Constituent Parts
I was seven the first time I fired a gun.
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Rumpus Original Fiction: Flap
A flap to determine entry, or deny it. A flap whose failure determines choking.
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Four Courses
I eat, and eat, and eat, and mourn.
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Rumpus Original Fiction: The Basement
Looking back, it feels like I knew.
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Inborn Autistic Disturbances of Affective Contact
Maybe you were whistling before you could talk, too.
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Pulling the Thread Through: Talking with Tina Alexis Allen
Tina Alexis Allen discusses her memoir, HIDING OUT.
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Celebrating Eid in Trump’s America
It seems when our dialogue loses nuance, society in turn loses its mind.
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The Rumpus Mini-Interview Project #140: Alicia Kopf
“We need narrative patterns to understand reality.”
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Splintered Doors
This journey is ongoing. But I know this: my daughter will never have to break down a door.
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Mystery and the Unknown: Talking with Lauren Haldeman
Lauren Haldeman discusses her most recent poetry collection, Instead of Dying, making poetry accessible, and being open to the surprising possibilities of form.
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TORCH: The Reunion
He was and still is a stranger, uninhabitable and distant like a whisper in a language I don’t quite understand.
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Voices on Addiction: What We Forget, What We Remember
I don’t remember when [my brother] ran away; I just remember him being gone more often than not.
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Rumpus Original Fiction: One of Them Dies
We seldom forget when people promise to give us something, whether we need or want that thing or not. I promise you death, you want a death.
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Those Freemartin Girls
Meeting that freemartin was a revelation for me: justification for my off-gender mannerisms and body, another creature bridging the space between male and female.
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Rumpus Original Fiction: Earthworms
In one dream, I was naked and they crawled inside my belly button. I felt them wiggling inside my stomach. When I woke up, the place between my legs was damp.
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