southern lit

The Current Between Us

We had been to a specialist that morning with our daughter, Penny, who had started sleepwalking at six years old. Winn and I were…

Lifted Up

Arbor switches off the TV, throws the remote onto the coffee table with a thud. She can’t watch one more minute of Miranda Lambert…

The Dishes We Are

It’s no time to talk about love, I know that for sure. I’ve just hung up from having a fight with the phone company…

We are Diamonds

For Anita  Out my back window, I can see the dreary light of winter, the tufts of grass gone to gold, the rose vines…

A Thousand Floating Cranes

The Arkansas River, at least where Liddie lives, is not the world’s most beautiful waterway, but she still goes to the grounds of the…