Smoke Screen
At twelve years old, I’m convinced that I’ve elucidated the latest enigma that has crept up on me: I have gradually stopped eating, because food, inexplicably, revolts me. I like to be in control, and...
View ArticleOur Madness: Talking with Sarah Fawn Montgomery
Medical science versus personal experience, wellness versus illness, genetics versus environment, free will versus determinism—these are a few of the binaries Sarah Fawn Montgomery dismantles in her...
View ArticleMy Dream about Loving White
I have a thing for white guys. I blame White Jesus. Jesus was extra white when I was a young black Seventh-Day Adventist girl going to church every Saturday. We were one of two black families there....
View ArticleENOUGH: A Drama Queer Navigates Trauma
ENOUGH is a Rumpus series devoted to creating a dedicated space for essays, poetry, fiction, comics, and artwork by women and non-binary people that engage with rape culture, sexual assault, and...
View ArticleDrawing in Circles
I’ve been drawing mazes for about three years. A maze is a complicated story, because the audience knows most of its statements will be lies. A good maze makes the truth look like a lie. A good maze...
View ArticleI Am the Ignition
The rain beat metronomically on the roof of my mother’s Palm Beach home. It was mid-July of 2015, some weeks after my husband had disappeared from a South Florida psych ward after the expiration of a...
View ArticleOn Beloveds, Birds, and the Expansiveness of Space: Talking with Paige Lewis
When I first met Paige Lewis, they gave me a Pokémon card. Now forever armed with Machop, I keep him in my journal in case my writing muscles aren’t being properly flexed. Lewis running around with...
View ArticleEmbracing the Grotesque: Talking with Lisa Hanawalt
I Want You begins with Lisa Hanawalt drawn as a young bird in her twenties, crouched on a chair at her desk, sketching away. As she ages, her computer and telephone become more technologically...
View ArticleSome of the Places I Am Stuck
The Idea That I Have Is that when you’ve been in the same place for a long time, you stick there. Listen: Picture your park. Everyone has one. You went on the swings there, didn’t you? You squatted in...
View ArticleThe Big, Mangy One
It started up again with something innocuous: An extra pair of fuzzy slippers under my side of the bed in case the world ended at midnight. Each summer the California skies turn the color of a rusted...
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