Tag Archives: Fiction

The Stray Cat, fiction by CL Bledsoe

Joey had been suc­cess­ful­ly dodg­ing Tom­my, who’d had been tweaked out on home­made meth for near­ly a week, until Tom­my decid­ed he’d had enough of the stray cat nos­ing around the house. So he told Joey to leave some tuna … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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Lazarus, fiction by Brenda Rose

His boy had been dead eight days when the preach­er picked up the black, worn King James Bible with his name engraved in gold on the leather cov­er, and rein­sert­ed him­self in the pul­pit of the Mt. Cal­vary Holy Ghost … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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Hill Tide, fiction by William Trent Pancoast

As Vio­let jos­tled among the church crowd and exchanged greet­ings, she tried to recall the sound of the spring that spurt­ed year round from the base of the hill behind the cab­in. But the voic­es and heat pre­vent­ed her from … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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What He Asked, and How She Answered, fiction by Brian Carr

At the win­dow, with it open, as rain sang across the land once dry, so the rain slipped in threads of cur­rent down cracks and toward the lows, the man wiped his glass­es free of spray—beads that had hit the … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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Four Day Worry Blues, fiction by Murray Dunlap

Round 1: I’m naked to the waist.  The first blow comes in low and fast.   I weave left, but his fist catch­es my right oblique.  I spit blood onto bare feet and upper­cut with my right.  I miss.  His jab … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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Prairie, fiction by Ben Werner

His team had won the state cham­pi­onship and after the cel­e­bra­tion on field petered out and the lights atop the poles had clunked off for the last time, he went to the par­ty.  Picked up Bre on the way there, … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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The Emily Interview, fiction by Stephanie Dickinson

 * Remem­ber for me the day your moth­er made you quit school. Feb­ru­ary 1902. I help her pluck two chick­ens and yet I want to clean away her crime. Wipe the red rain from the snow where the hens strug­gled … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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Dog, fiction by Charles McLeod

When I was twelve my dad stole pay­load from auger mines a coun­ty north of where we lived. Mom had fall­en off a truss bridge drunk the sum­mer pri­or and no thing, small or large, would bring her back. So … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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Treet™, Trash, and Pride: Finding Out What It Means for Me to Be Southern, essay by Kevin Brown

I have lived almost all of my life in the South, but I have nev­er felt par­tic­u­lar­ly South­ern.  How­ev­er, the two years I have lived out­side of the South have taught me just how wrong I have been.  They have … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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The Miner's Friend, by Jeff Kerr

I fight the Mack truck around the bends of the moun­tains and I’m god­damned tired. Going back to pick up the last load of coal at Num­ber 16 over on the Vir­ginia side. My arm is sun­burnt and hangs out … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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