Rebecca Baggett: Poetry: April 2021
Southern Legitimacy Statement: What could be more Southern than a poem about Jesus? Well, okay: I grew up off the North Carolina coast and spent my childhood summers barefoot, hopping back and forth from the blazing-hot black asphalt of the...
Michelle Renee Hoppe: Poetry: April 2021
Southern Legitimacy Statement: Michelle Renee Hoppe is south of Jordan in Saudi Arabia. She grew up in Florida for a hot minute, and she is a nomadic displaced and fragmented sort of ghosty person. Tulip Bulbs Dry on a Sunday...
Carl “Papa” Palmer: Poetry: April 2021
Southern Legitimacy Statement: Carl “Papa” Palmer of Old Mill Road in Ridgeway, Virginia, lives in University Place, Washington. He is retired from the military and Federal Aviation Administration (FAA) enjoying life as Papa to his grand descendants and being a...
Steven Genzano : Poetry : March 2021
Southern Legitimacy Statement: If everyone is south of somewhere then I suppose I am legitimate, because I was born and raised in the wilds of South Jersey. Also my mother’s father is from Kentucky. nevervision There was such a party...
Timothy Gager : Poetry :March 2021
Southern Legitimacy Statement Southern Legitimacy Statement : I went to college in Delaware (not the south) but anyone south of Glasboro, NY, thought they were–and the accents were thick. In my travels, my drives south, I realized that the south...
Vincent Vecchio: Poetry : February 2021
Southern Legitimacy Statement: . I was born and raised for twenty-one years in a little town of less than 2,000 people known as Vancleave, Mississippi. There wasn’t ever much to do there growing up if you weren’t a fan of...
John Wojtowicz : Poetry : February 2021
Southern Legitimacy Statement: My family is from Texarkana, Tx: my great-greats, greats, grands, mother and sister. I was born in the backwoods of what Ginsberg dubbed, “nowhere Zen New Jersey” and grow up working of my step-father’s azelea and rhododendron...
Andy Fogle : Poetry : February 2021
Southern Legitimacy Statement: I was born in Norfolk, Virginia and grew up in nearby Virginia Beach. Spent lots of time in Gloucester VA where my mom grew up. Summers almost always involved a two-week trip to the Blue Ridge. If...
Kim Welliver : Poetry : January 2021
My Southern Legitimacy Statement : My parents began our family in Virginia, where I learned can’t never could, my mother gave me my druthers, and plans relied on if the creek don’t rise. Later we moved to Southbend Indiana, and...
Steven Croft: Poetry : January 2021
Southern Legitimacy Statement: I was born in Valdosta, Georgia. My grandfather was more tied to the mythos of the South than my parents were. My grandfather said at the kitchen table one time, “Your grandmother is a Yankee [from Ohio],”...
Jerry Hogan: Poetry: Dec 2020
Southern Legitimacy Statement: Fayetteville, Arkansas is my home. I grew up here and then was gone for a very long time. But I came back to live here again and to research and write. I’m a local historian, a novelist,...
Gail Peck: Poetry: Dec 2020
Southern Legitimacy Statement: When we think of the south, those of us who are older remember sitting on porches to visit or to help others string beans when the crop was in. Our house, in southwestern Virginia, faced a street...
James Ryer : Poetry : Dec 2020
My SLS varies with my mood and the moon. Sometimes I think about how race relations and people’s perspectives have and have not changed. Sometimes it’s as simple as what’s on the table for dinner. Sometimes it’s about the overarching...
Jane Blanchard : Poetry : Nov 2020
Southern Legitimacy Statement: Native to Virginia and long-resident in Georgia, I’m as Southern as Southern can be. (Let’s not talk about the seven-year stretch in New Jersey.) A prominent Mid-Western poet once told me during a workshop, “I could listen...
Mathias Alpuente : Poetry : Nov 2020
Southern Legitimacy Statement: I was born, reared, and educated in South Louisiana, the sixth generation of my family in the New Orleans area. When I was really little, my family used to watch Hee-Haw every weekend, and somehow I learned...
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