Some women curve into the heel of a man's boot like a wisp of smoke. Some women curve into a man's words until they have nothing left of their own ...
My Smokeahontas ~ By Mallory Mapes
So I buy a pack, and I buy a lighter, and I keep them with me at all times. I stand outside and wait. Sometimes, I keep the cigarettes sitting ...
Everyone Watches Fires ~ By Mallory Mapes
Like when they were building the house next door. Some wood scraps were burning in a small pile outside, and it spread to the whole front yard. We ...
Spoken Word’s Southern Skin ~ by Amanda Cantrell Roche
Minton Sparks Amanda Cantrell Roche ...
The First Time I Brushed Up Against Twang ~ by Jenn Couture
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Rockabilly Nights, Robert’s Style ~ by Amanda Cantrell Roche
Robert's Western World Amanda Cantrell Roche ...
Twangscape Brick Tattoo ~ by Michael Chavis
Micheal Chavis ...
Tongues Like Fire ~ by Jacqueline Springfield
Deep in the heart of Madison Tennessee, there’s a small storefront church nestled amidst gas stations and run-down homes. It’s so small in fact, ...
Hot Water ~ by Moon Bishop
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recapitulating home ~ by Moon Bishop
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