Vol. 2, Issue 7

“America ought to say / thank you, Miss South, thank you for being like / Jesus and taking on the sins of the whole country.”

–Jacqueline Allen Trimble, “Everybody in America Hate the South”

Bonded by a Flag | Nonfiction

Bonded by a Flag | Nonfiction

Without awareness, I exiled myself. Committed to being a foreigner, existing in near-constant visceral pain of missing Virginia’s Southside, until I can put my finger exactly on what I love and why and how. Until I can make sense of where I begin and my love for a...
Suspect | Poetry

Suspect | Poetry

A TSA agent lifts your nursling from your arms. Flagged, he says. Just a baby, you say.   The white man behind you navy tie, slightly loosened who’d just been cooing at your little one— fiddles with the cuff of his starched shirt steps around you feeds his briefcase...

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