Curated playlist of music that inspired our 2024 Fall artist, Mike Ousley, as he created the artwork featured within our issue: “Wildcat & Snake”Brushy Fork of St. John’s Creek By Daniel Sherrill “Night Train”Old Train by the Tony Rice Unit “Company Town”Sally Ann by Dirk Powell “Cults Are Fun”Little Things by Adrian . . .
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The last spring shall come, the last summer, too,so no to politicians peddling impotence, no to preachers stitching our lips into eclipse, we wantthe misfits, the women unafraid of descent,—from “Self-Portrait Lined By Sándor Csoóri,” Volume 65, Issue 2 (Summer 2024) Tell us about one of the first pieces you wrote.Jackie & . . .
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I was born a Black womanand nowI am become a Palestinianagainst the relentless laughter of evilthere is less and less living roomand where are my loved ones? —June Jordan, Moving Towards Home Editor’s note: June Jordan wrote this poem in 1982, after Sabra and Shatila. This week, as the world marked . . .
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From Vietnam to Gaza by Carlos Latuff, image courtesy of the artist. Editor’s note: It has been 200 days since Aaron Bushnell set himself on fire to protest the United States-Israel genocide in Gaza. In solidarity and unwavering resistance, we offer this found abecedarian, drawn from “Burnt Offerings” by Erik Baker, and . . .
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© Joanna Eldredge Morrissey In three interconnected plays, The Till Trilogy is an imagined, speculative exploration of the epic of Emmett Till and the birth the modern Civil Rights Movement, the events as seen from the perspective of the youth, himself, in his final days of life, as a specter during the . . .
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(Willow Naomi Curry; photo by Pin Lim, courtesy of the author) In 1964, the Mississippi Freedom Democrats spoke at the Democratic National Convention, despite attempts to suppress them. Fannie Lou Hamer’s televised testimony of being threatened and nearly beaten to death, to prevent her registering Black Mississipians to vote, turned the political . . .
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In the village we let the nail go deep into the foot until picking up tetanus likea surprise. We watch each other live, we turn to see every car that passes: it’swinter’s fierce dance as it wraps us in its cure for lethargy. I don’t know what it will take to be . . .
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Anima Adjepong (Photo courtesy of the author) IN HER ACCEPTANCE SPEECH for the DNC’s nomination, Kamala Harris promised to secure the nation’s borders and to advance U.S. security and values abroad. She assured voters that under her leadership, America will have “the strongest, most lethal fighting force in the world.” The expansion . . .
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No form of art can express a life quite like the novel. No art form charts the lives of individuals—encounters, challenges, and relationships—as successfully as the book-length work of fiction. Perhaps this is because of the amount of detail provided for characters and their situations, which allows us to truly experience as they do, but . . .
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Jim, I expect you would be surprised that your death affected me so much, that I spoke at two services for you, that I am writing about you now. We were friends, but we had not stayed in touch. So, it surprises me too. But you were a friend to me during . . .
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