Fiction

Audrey Wick: Blown

SLS: I am Texas born/raised and can write as well as I can two-step. But weddings can make my stomach sick, just like my main character in “Blown.” Blown Weddings always made my stomach sick. My older brother Juno’s first...
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Fiction

Bobby Wilson: Greens

Southern Legitimacy Statement: My father calls it Lou-Z-anna, Winnfield to be exact. Home of Huey Long and two other governors. The shotgun house he grew up in still stands. Greens On Saturday we go to 李敏’s (li3min3) parents’ house for...
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Fiction

Claire Fullerton: Perfect Circle

Southern Legitimacy Statement: Claire Fullerton is from Memphis, Tennessee, which immediately brings to mind the Mississippi River; the bridge that hovers over it on its way to Arkansas in the graceful shape of the letter M; historic Beale Street, Victorian...
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Fiction

Stephen Harris: Stronger Than Breath

Southern Legitimacy Statement: Stephen Harris is from Cayce, SC and currently lives in Raleigh, NC. He eats a biscuit for breakfast every Friday because he used to eat a biscuit for breakfast everyday. He just ate a Cheerwine donut and...
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Fiction

Rob O’Hara: A Mouthful of Eel

Southern Legitimacy Statement: I was born and raised in Oklahoma. I spent the first half of my life trying to get out of this state and, after moving to the northwest for a couple of years, hightailed it back as...
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Fiction

Nathan Leslie: Until Further Notice

Southern Legitimacy Statement: I have lived in the Commonwealth of Virginia since 2002. Until Further Notice I can keep a secret.  I always could.  So when IBC approached me about running the motel, I jumped on the op.  Living there was...
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Fiction

Bill Prince: Why Dogs Don’t Live Longer

Southern Legitimacy Statement: Earnest and I were bird hunting around the back cornfield near the property line a the dairy we were hunting, when Joe, Earnest’s pointer spooked up a bunch of buzzards. Didn’t know the significance then but this was...
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Poetry

Richard Weaver : Mule Toe

  My Official Highfalutin’ Southern Legitimacy Statement  I was born on the same day that George Armstrong Custer died, though “Autie”, as he called his adopted self, and I never exchanged letters. But that don’t make me a soldier or...
Fiction

CL Bledsoe: Rice Fields

CL Bledsoe is the Assistant Editor of the Dead Mule. This essay is part of his ongoing series of memoirs — published bi-monthly here on the Mule. Rice Fields Timmy wanted to see this girl. He had some peach schnapps and...