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...is currently an associate professor of English and holds the Paul & Clarice Kingston Reynolds Chair at University of Nebraska at Kearney. Her published books include Blood Run (2006), Off-Season City Pipe (2005), Rock, Ghost,...
The World of Chick-Fil-A and the Business of Sunbelt Evangelicalism
...and labor Part 7: Q&A with Grem. Topics include a cost-benefit analysis of Chick-Fil-A’s Sunday closing policy About the Author Darren E. Grem received his PhD in history from the University...
Covid Light and Darkness Alike
...we hope for deeper clarity and precision of sight. If there is hopefulness here, it is in the realization that there’s forever more to see in the most ordinary; another...
St. Catherines Island Flyover
Video and Essay One of the barrier islands along the Georgia coast of the Atlantic Ocean, St. Catherines has an extraordinary ecological and settlement history. First inhabited more than four...
Marching for Gay Rights in Atlanta, 1971: An Excerpt from A Night at the Sweet Gum Head
...they joined the first Gay Pride march in Atlanta history. Bill had worried that Atlanta still was not ready to mount a successful protest. He knew he could count on...
My Grandmother's Plot in the Family Cemetery
...story is told by this place. The two of them lie beneath one stone, Mother and Father in cursive carved at the foot of the grave. My grandmother, as though...
Untitled Opening from Pinion: An Elegy
...what were the fields of tobacco, the shrunken pasture. One of the curing barns still stands, struggling against poison ivy, saplings, wisteria, but that insistent pull cannot undo the smell...
Aftermath
...sharp frame the window made of the darkness. I confess that last house was the coldest I kept. In it, I became formless as fog, crossing the walls, formless as...
Homage to Mississippi John Hurt
This morning when I went to play the scales the strings of the guitar were so cold they might have slept all night in the Holston's South Fork. And the...
Runaway
...Around it without stump or stumble. I left The door slightly open; no draft lives in Louisiana's summer. And how I could not move so quickly and away When twenty...