by Do South | Oct 1, 2016 | Southern Lit
[title subtitle=”words: Marla Cantrell”][/title] Violet can’t do math. She gets by okay, but salespeople and con artists could rob her blind, and she’d never know. The year she was supposed to learn long division and memorize her times tables,...
by Do South | Aug 1, 2016 | Southern Lit, Southern Verse
[title subtitle=”words: Marla Cantrell”][/title] We are lying belly down on the fishing dock at Cedar Lake, our arms hanging over the edge, the tip ends of our fingers rippling the water. I’m wearing a red bikini, and my hair is up in a messy bun I...
by Do South | Jul 1, 2016 | Southern Verse
[title subtitle=”words: Marla Cantrell”][/title] A Greyhound bus stopped right in front of me, and the first passenger out was a man wearing a Fedora, and he tipped his hat at me. I looked at him but didn’t smile. What Blondie has seen in Olivia,...
by Do South | Jul 1, 2016 | Issues
by Do South | Jun 1, 2016 | Southern Lit
[title subtitle=”words: Marla Cantrell”][/title] On the day I said goodbye to Kenner, we saw a girl we’d gone to high school with a million years ago, who still wore pants so tight you could almost see paradise. “Some things don’t never...
