Bluegrass Buzzard

As I pulled into the driveway, I already could hear the hooting of owls and the screech of red-tailed hawks. The spring of 2019…

American Citizen

Ten autumns ago, in 2010, I attended Shada’s citizenship ceremony in Memorial Auditorium on Fourth Street in downtown Louisville…

Write. Submit to Landslide Lit(erary)

This summer we are especially interested in stories about…

The Evolution of a Democrat

For the first 21 years of my life, all the people I loved were Republicans

The Smell of My Baseball Glove

Grass was as likely to grow on the hood of our 1961 Oldsmobile as it…

Soundtrack: Cambridge, 1970's

In the mid 70s, I was living with my then-boyfriend, John, in Cambridge, Massachusetts. He was working a…

ROCK PERSONIFIED

I was born in 1954, on a Sun-drenched Union Avenue in Memphis, Tennessee. I was…

Decided

Every time I vote, I still get a tingling inside . . .

Sheltered-in-Place

My heart’s in the Highlands, my heart is not here,
My heart’s in the Highlands, a-chasing the deer;
Chasing the wild-deer…

VOTE

A mindless lunchtime scroll through my Facebook feed is slowed by a picture of a co-worker holding an oversized postcard with VOTE emblazoned in bold…