sisters
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He Doesn’t Wanna Be Here
It wasn’t until my mom came over after work and told me my brother had confessed to her that he’d been using heroin for two years and needed help that I knew I’d seen him with a needle in his…
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On Sisters, Love, and Rage
Sometimes I envy Absalom. He had recourse. He had power. He raised up an army in his rage. He did something. He turned his rage into an insurrection. All I’ve ever done is turn my anger into words. How can…
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The Rumpus Interview with Miriam Toews
Miriam Toews talks about writing, mental illness, death with dignity laws, and the thin and sometimes troubling line between fiction and autobiography.
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Eventually, We All Become Members of the Dead Dad Club
Dads are a funny thing. So many of us have strained relationships with them.
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Third Drink Decisions
In the years before he showed up in Lubbock, he wandered the streets of downtown Dallas near Fair Park.
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A Letter to Eric
What follows is a love letter to my twenty-six-year-old brother Eric, written shortly after he overdosed on heroin. He survived.
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Laguna
The strength, the ability to tuck and seal, to drag and drop, it’s nothing short of amazing. A superpower? A time bomb.
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The Rumpus Mini-Interview Project #40: Chelsea Biondolillo in Conversation with a Ghost Hunter
My sister is six years younger, and as kids we never got along. In high school, I went through a phase that involved a lot of sneaking out to drink coffee and do pink-hearts with my friends. I had to…