by Do South | Sep 1, 2014 | Southern Verse
[title subtitle=”fiction Marla Cantrell”][/title] I’m reading this book on how to get a man to propose that Mama bought me because I’ve been seeing Holt three years come October and he hasn’t once mentioned matrimony. So far, this is what I’ve tried: Took...
by Do South | Aug 1, 2014 | Southern Verse
[title subtitle=”fiction: Marla Cantrell”][/title] By Mama’s wedding to husband number five, I was finding it hard to muster up even a little enthusiasm. Even so, I showed up at Opella Park just across the county line, on one of those perfect fall days, a...
by Do South | Jul 1, 2014 | Southern Verse
[title subtitle=”fiction: Marla Cantrell based on a true story”] August 28, 1934 Dear Mrs. Roosevelt, If the apple trees had blossomed this year I wouldn’t be writing to you today. But that did not happen, and it’s not likely to again in my lifetime...
by Do South | Jun 1, 2014 | Southern Verse
[title subtitle=”fiction: Marla Cantrell”][/title] He came up from Texas, in a Dodge Ram that blew a gasket on the outskirts of Big Town, and that stalled him for a time, but still he came. It didn’t matter that the Dodge was not his, that it belonged to a...
by Do South | May 1, 2014 | Southern Verse
[title subtitle=”fiction: Marla Cantrell”][/title] The whole thing started with an article I read in a magazine while sitting at the hair salon. In it, there was a black-and-white photo of a boy in his teens inside a pizza place, his head bowed, his hands...
