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Southern Spaces
A journal about real and imagined spaces and places of the US South and their global connections

Brass Knuckles

Something so pleasing in their heft it's easy to forget how my grandfather used them in those days when everybody knew he kept a hundred rolled and rubberbanded in the...

The Dirt Eaters

...lay on Great- grandma's grave when I was small. "Most cultures have passed through a phase of earth- eating most pre valent today among rural Southern Black women." Geo Phagy:...

A Mess of Poke

...are rather stately. My Poke Sallet Granny My maternal grandmother, at least, kept eating poke sallet long after she no longer had to because she loved the stuff. Mee-Ma lived...

Work

...the machine room. My only factory stint. Never set foot in a towel mill. But that doesn't matter. I dreamed my mother's and grandmother's dreams. Dreams of clatter and snap,...

Julius Hartman

Clipping from an article about Julius Hartman, "A Born Genius," published in the Atlanta Constitution on August 31, 1890: "A Born Genius" "And now [Hartman] is entering the grandest work...

When the Border Crossed Me

...of helpers I'd found for one or two days a week earlier in the summer—three high school students and occasionally one of their grandmas who drove them to the farm—had...