by Do South | Mar 1, 2016 | Southern Lit, Southern Verse
[title subtitle=”words: Marla Cantrell”][/title] Molly slips her winter coat on and jogs across her front yard to check on her Bradford pear tree. It is just after seven o’clock in the morning, on the kind of day that would be lovely if not for the...
by Do South | Feb 1, 2015 | Poetry, Southern Lit
[title subtitle=”lines: Glenn Wigington”][/title] My cobbely plot of gray soil, hand-turned with a pronged fork last October waits for the earth’s March tilt to bring the year’s first thunder. I can smell the moisture in the southwest wind...
by Do South | Dec 31, 2013 | Southern Verse
[title subtitle=”fiction Bill Wilwers”]1st Place Fiction Winner[/title] After forty-three years of teaching high school (forty-one at Lavaca High School in Arkansas), I decided to plague my long suffering students no longer and retired. Looking for...
