by Do South | Oct 1, 2018 | Southern Lit, Southern Verse
[title subtitle=”fiction: Marla Cantrell”][/title] Twenty-three-year-old Bessie Turner grabs her keys from a hook by her front door and holds them to her chest for a few seconds. The light here is dim, but outside, this October day is all red leaves and...
by Do South | Sep 30, 2018 | Issues
by Do South | Sep 1, 2018 | Southern Verse
[title subtitle=”fiction: Marla Cantrell”][/title] We had been to a specialist that morning with our daughter, Penny, who had started sleepwalking at six years old. Winn and I were divorced more than a year by then. Our marriage had been a disaster,...
by Do South | Jul 31, 2018 | Southern Lit, Southern Verse
[title subtitle=”words: Marla Cantrell”][/title] The story goes that when I was born, my daddy didn’t especially cotton to me. I had this head full of black hair, for one thing, in a family so blond we looked like we belonged on a hillside singing...
by Do South | Jun 1, 2018 | Issues
