Nonfiction
Articles, essays, and opinions from & about the New South.
Swim | Nonfiction
She was born a Pisces, the fish sign. It fit her, she loved the water. When her family moved to Garden Grove, California, they had to buy a house with a pool. She swam in it every day. She wasn’t for fancy swimsuits; she liked practical black. Her husband made...
A Few Hours from Charleston | Nonfiction
The day before a white supremacist murdered members of the Emanuel A.M.E. Church in Charleston, my husband and I traveled to St. Helena Island, South Carolina. We sat on separate rows in the wooden chairs of Penn Center’s presentation room, chairs folks cleared of...
What Does It Mean to Be South Asian in the New American South? | Nonfiction
It is undisputed that the American South has long struggled with issues of color. Its history is deep with painful and bottomless scars. Today this region is home to a diverse spectrum of people of color as various ethnicities call this their home. This includes...
Collected Love Stories | Nonfiction
I I remember your Jeep, lipstick-red and volume up, the feeling of you gunning it under my seat, speeding over the lake extending endless on either side of the one-lane road. The sunset painted the sky pink, and I remember thinking this is perfect, he is perfect, life...
Hold That Tail! | Nonfiction
It was the year of the pig with no name. When nonno brought home a baby pig from the livestock market in Campobasso in the early Spring, he cautioned me not to name it. In previous years, including just a couple of months prior, I ended up squealing too when my...Follow Us
