When the Border Crossed Me
...extensively so I can learn and teach others. My own farm is but a memory. My latest book, entitled Border Odyssey: Travels Along the U.S./Mexico Divide, is a memoir, a...
Rent
...that had already been let go. Privet crowded the porch, and a wall bowed into the parlor—abandoned honey swollen inside it, the plaster crazed. We would share that house with...
Rosa Snoddy's Handkerchief Quilt [ca 1905]
..."sheetings, drills and print cloths, including red fancy bandanas used by railroad men." [Source: Michael Leonard, Our Heritage: A Community History of Spartanburg County (Spartanburg: Band & White, 1986), p....
Substantiation
...courthouse windows where the sheriff shuffles cards for a blind man and the defense team. At a levee camp that night he asks for whiskey and she gives him a...
DOIs and Altmetrics
...to take advantage of the large community of publishers and libraries who use DOIs to manage and curate digital content. Screenshot of Altmetric badge and DOI marker, June 7, 2016....
Diversity and Its Discontents: A Review of Behind the White Picket Fence
...a Multiethnic Neighborhood by Sarah Mayorga-Gallo. Copyright © 2014 by the University of North Carolina Press. Used by permission of the publisher. www.uncpress.unc.edu. According to Mayorga-Gallo, Creekridge Park's local neighborhood...
The Bulletin—April 24, 2013
...the NFL's Atlanta Falcons. The first, Friendship Baptist Church, was founded before the end of the Civil War and has stood at its current location since 1880. Spelman and Morehouse Colleges were...
Mapping Souths
Essay Stories that use the South by purporting to map it are no new thing, as two nineteenth-century passages responding to the question of southern secession will illustrate: It is...
Local Color
...this potential identification are clear. Writers who could not claim membership in the nation’s dominant cultural scheme could, through the attraction of local color, use the genre to "claim kin,"...
Aftermath
I think by now it is time for the second cutting. I imagine the field, the one above the last house we rented, has lain in convalescence long enough. The...