by Do South | Jun 1, 2019 | Southern Lit
[title subtitle=”words Sarah Phillips”][/title] One could say it was the friendly people, the wide aisles, or even the soft lighting that kept her coming back to Belle Star Vintage Market time and time again. Or that it was the way that each and every...
by Do South | May 1, 2019 | Southern Lit
[title subtitle=”fiction: Marla Cantrell Image: Tyler B.”][/title] Lilah stayed up too late and now, at eight in the morning, it shows. She squints at the entryway mirror, car keys in hand, and doesn’t like what she sees. “Well, I can’t say I ever...
by Do South | Jan 1, 2019 | Southern Verse
[title subtitle=”words: Marla Cantrell “][/title] There was an ice storm on the last day of December, so wide-reaching it took down both a church steeple by the park and the rotating sign above the all-night, twenty-four-seven laundromat way over there at...
by Do South | Dec 1, 2018 | Southern Lit, Southern Verse
[title subtitle=”words: Marla Cantrell “][/title] The snow had started by then, but just barely. The flakes were tiny, like dandruff shaken from a giant’s hair is how Celeste thought of it. Who knew if it would stick. She sat behind the wheel of her Kia,...
by Do South | Nov 1, 2018 | Southern Lit, Southern Verse
[title subtitle=”fiction: Marla Cantrell”][/title] My mama has been hit by lightning, so my tore-up leg holds little interest to her. “Go wash,” is all she says when I stumble through the front door, a bandana wrapped around the gash, still shaky from the...
