Geography of Home
byFrom The Dead Mule School of Southern Literature. Sudden winter rain a need like night camellias that morning startling a thing remembered how we…
From The Dead Mule School of Southern Literature. Sudden winter rain a need like night camellias that morning startling a thing remembered how we…
From The Dead Mule School of Southern Literature. For Jerry Smith. Clustered around the edges of my father’s open grave, the grown-ups lean into…
From Poemeleon. After a photograph by Lauren Preller Things shouldn’t have turned turn out this way. When her husband was still alive they would…
From the Cortland Review Aunt Barbara was a beauty queen. Competing in the Miss America Pageant and riding on top of floats in holiday parades…