Southern Lit

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Twelve Years Ago

Jessica M. had hot pink Mary–Janes strapped with bows, shining with real fake diamonds. Never a hair out of place on the playground. She…

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Long Walk Home

This story was inspired by  this quote, “We’re all just walking each other home,” which was written by Ram Dass Wanda laid him to…

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Serenade to Spring

Yellow daffodils and lower gas bills, Baby squirrels and giggling girls, Half-bloomed roses and sun-kissed noses, Tender pale green lettuce, Purple clematis on a…

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Struck

My mama has been hit by lightning, so my tore-up leg holds little interest for her. “Go wash,” is all she says when I…

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Running

She sets out at dusk Driving back to a past she’s spent years running from Mile markers sneak up as memories flood in Easier…

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A Most Unusual Journey

It began in February of 2012, on a Wednesday evening in the living room of friends. One of our newer members asked prayer for…

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Parent Weekend

“Been to Nashville, going back” is what I told the man in the antique mall where we stopped to stretch our legs and slim…

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Love Hurts

I’m fifteen years old and attend Greenwood High School in Arkansas, as a sophomore. I started writing when I was ten, and my passion…

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Decisions

After forty-three years of teaching high school (forty-one at Lavaca High School in Arkansas), I decided to plague my long suffering students no longer…