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

Gone With the Wind

...the pines, which are not there anymore. It would be Sunday, and he would wait for the rooster to crow over the screen door's creaking. It would be Sunday, and...

The Change

...which poured through our pores without breaking through to our need for more water   in the sun. Sun we imagined to disappear yet respected   for growing all things on...

The Crowd He Becomes

...and there, the smirk he'll follow through uniforms and Sunday black, into the park, then lose him as it fills. * Will stand in the blur of what arrives and...

Stones and Shadows

...grass. The shadows of the grass dig into the earth. The shadows of the earth carve the moon into crescents, halves, and empty holes. I notice that the sundial in...

Love and Death at Second-Line

...Bar. We were at the end of the second-line for Tuba Fats' huge jazz funeral just over a week ago Sunday. Band members were leaving as conversation and memories of...

North Carolina Runaway Slave Advertisements Project

...that Quamino is "marked with his Country Marks," or patterns of facial scarification that served as markers of ethnicity and identification.2Of course, physical markings cannot necessarily be correlated with ethnicity...