Thursday, October 30, 2014

Guts And Glory

        This is a piece of flash non-fiction I wrote just as a writing exercise. It captures the spirit of childhood summers spent next to the swamp. I hope you enjoy it.

       “They look like sin dipped in misery,” Mom said. We called them katydids, science calls them Romalea guttata. They invaded our yard in biblical proportions; their bodies shined like freshly cooled lava.
         “I think they’re pretty when they flap their little red wings,” I responded.
         The black grasshoppers copulated on our front yard at dusk, sometimes sneaking into the garage like lusty teenagers. One sweat soaked evening me and my brother invented our own pest control with Dad’s golf clubs- katydid hockey.
         “Take that, sucker!” Chris yelled as a katydid skidded into the storm drain.
        “Yeah, Chris, yeah!” I screeched with delight. Thick yellow guts painted the pavement like a Passover door. We stayed out until the mosquitoes launched an aerial attack, their needle noses drilling the napes of our necks. We were unaware that our game was a grasshopper massacre; our consciouses only existed in those fleeting moments of sunlight. We forgot our insect graveyard, oblivious to it until it was safe to resume our game the next evening. 


Bastards.

Monday, October 20, 2014

Worth the Drive: Tunica Falls


Friday, October 17, 2014

Gap's DressNormal campaign is a cheap attempt to cash in on Normcore

Every time I swear off writing about fashion something happens that sends me rushing to my laptop, fastidiously pounding away on a cat hair covered keyboard instead of starting on my four page paper on British poetry that's due on Monday. Get your lint rollers and canned air out for this one; Gap's Dress Normal ad campaign has me feeling all type of ways.  



Sunday, October 12, 2014

It's a little quiet 'round these parts


I've been neglecting Slow Southern Style like she's an old high school friend. You pinky swear you'll never lose touch but BFFs inevitably drift apart for a variety of reasons: you don't see each other on the daily after graduation, someone moves across the country, you always liked Mazzy Star more than Courtney Love but were too sheepish to tell her, and of course, boys. 
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