Southern Lit

1213-fiction

Hambone

As soon as Cletus Burkhart crossed the Arkansas border he was no longer Cletus. Everyone he knew here called him Hambone, a nickname his…

1113-Fiction

Jesus, Lazarus, and Uncle Jake

Uncle Bud came running down the long path that connected our house to Grandma’s. He stopped at the gate, unhitched the rope that held…

1113-poem

Sunday Breakfast

In a corner booth, we sit side by side, thighs touching, both glancing nervously toward a manic buzzing trapped between the seat and window,…