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Miss Shirley’s Fried Okra

Plate 1. Crispy battered, flour-rolled okra. Few things make an Ozark summer better. Miss Shirley’s Fried Okra There is cornmeal-rolled fried okra. There is flour-rolled fried okra. And then there is Miss Shirley’s Fried Okra. This recipe calls for includes homemade pancake batter and a cast iron skillet, but we’re getting ahead of ourselves. Ingredients:…

Prologue to The Three Spheres

Prologue to The Three Spheres by AJ Blanton The history of their connected worlds divide over the prejudice existing between the witches and humanoids. The treaty of the ancient rulers are broken due to an unsettling evil presence that has slithers its way into the minds of the humanoids. The people have become unwilling pawns…

Watermelon Fairy

Watermelon Fairy by Paul Thompson Jumping out of the cracked watermelon was this little tiny guy about the size of Farmer Fowler’s hand. He was funny looking! He had a green hat with a red feather sticking jauntily out of the hat. His face and legs were orange and his stomach was a big black…

Hush

HUSH by Kim Danzer (art by Josh Heston) Hush sweet baby, don’t ask why?…Fish are floating as birds fall from the sky. The starfish are leaving as well as the bees…But at least we have wars and reality TV. God is now Google …So get down on your knees…And Post it on Facebook as soon…

Collided

Collided by Noah Bray ‘That day was the weirdest day of my life. Seeing myself directly above me is something I will never forget. It was a worldwide incident. But the way I saw it the first few days, the whole world smoked something funky. But then when I saw myself standing on that cliff,…

Hey There, Grandpa

Hey There, Grandpa by Josh Huxtable (art by Heath Copper) Hey there grandpa, can I sit and talk? You use to tell me stories, that I’ve never forgot. You’d tell me about your war days. How it was hell on earth. You’d say it’d try a man to his core. But it’d reveal his worth.…

I Am

I Am by Kristina Gilbert (art by James Shipley) I am….. A Daughter, Sister, Cousin, Niece Wife, Mother, Granny, Aunt A Friend and Foe, Honest and True Quitter, Joiner, Cautious, Safe Reckless, Smart, Sad and Abused Needed, Cared for, Naïve and Used I am a Lover I am a Creator I am Beautiful I was……

The Other

The Other by Trygve Arneson (art by Savannah Crawford) My name is Timeran, my mom had made it up by adding ‘eran’ to her favorite name, Tim. I really dislike summer camping. Heat and humidity, bugs that bite or sting, bugs that bite or sting while hunting other biting stinging bugs. Insects that carry every…

Cognizance

Cognizance by Ti’ana Sage (art by Kaitlynn Robinson) My mind was racing from what I was facing— —tripping—slipping—as I flew through the night… If I’d only known—If I’d only been shown— —a breath of relief as the city came into clear sight… As I burst passed the droid in my escape from the void— —my…

The Dust

The Dust by Deborah Haggard (art by Savannah Richardson) Perhaps you now live in a different world that I can’t reach because it’s a speck of dust. Maybe that’s what my world is too. A little piece of dust that you don’t exist in any longer. Maybe the universe is just made up of dust…

 A Modern Marvel

 A Modern Marvel by Matthew S. Farmer (art by Jenny Judlin) A spectacle of man’s engineering Concrete, Cables, towering high we pledge our faith we pledge our trust we bring our family we bring our future A young couple drives across in their yellow car looking for lunch on the other side A single mother…

Allegiances

Allegiances by Lisa Livingston-Martin (art by Lacey Finchum) “Federal riders!” Willie yelled as he came through the back door, stopping in the hallway, hands on his knees, gulping air. Elizabeth looked at William and he nodded. Neither questioned whether their seven-year-old grandson was mistaken. Elizabeth turned to Elvira, “You take the children and hide.” Elvira…

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Miss Shirley’s Fried Okra

Plate 1. Crispy battered, flour-rolled okra. Few things make an Ozark summer better. Miss Shirley’s Fried Okra There is cornmeal-rolled fried okra. There is flour-rolled fried okra. And then there is Miss Shirley’s Fried Okra. This recipe calls for includes homemade pancake batter and a cast iron skillet, but we’re getting ahead of ourselves. Ingredients:…

Prologue to The Three Spheres

Prologue to The Three Spheres by AJ Blanton The history of their connected worlds divide over the prejudice existing between the witches and humanoids. The treaty of the ancient rulers are broken due to an unsettling evil presence that has slithers its way into the minds of the humanoids. The people have become unwilling pawns…

Watermelon Fairy

Watermelon Fairy by Paul Thompson Jumping out of the cracked watermelon was this little tiny guy about the size of Farmer Fowler’s hand. He was funny looking! He had a green hat with a red feather sticking jauntily out of the hat. His face and legs were orange and his stomach was a big black…

Hush

HUSH by Kim Danzer (art by Josh Heston) Hush sweet baby, don’t ask why?…Fish are floating as birds fall from the sky. The starfish are leaving as well as the bees…But at least we have wars and reality TV. God is now Google …So get down on your knees…And Post it on Facebook as soon…

Collided

Collided by Noah Bray ‘That day was the weirdest day of my life. Seeing myself directly above me is something I will never forget. It was a worldwide incident. But the way I saw it the first few days, the whole world smoked something funky. But then when I saw myself standing on that cliff,…

Hey There, Grandpa

Hey There, Grandpa by Josh Huxtable (art by Heath Copper) Hey there grandpa, can I sit and talk? You use to tell me stories, that I’ve never forgot. You’d tell me about your war days. How it was hell on earth. You’d say it’d try a man to his core. But it’d reveal his worth.…

I Am

I Am by Kristina Gilbert (art by James Shipley) I am….. A Daughter, Sister, Cousin, Niece Wife, Mother, Granny, Aunt A Friend and Foe, Honest and True Quitter, Joiner, Cautious, Safe Reckless, Smart, Sad and Abused Needed, Cared for, Naïve and Used I am a Lover I am a Creator I am Beautiful I was……

The Other

The Other by Trygve Arneson (art by Savannah Crawford) My name is Timeran, my mom had made it up by adding ‘eran’ to her favorite name, Tim. I really dislike summer camping. Heat and humidity, bugs that bite or sting, bugs that bite or sting while hunting other biting stinging bugs. Insects that carry every…

Cognizance

Cognizance by Ti’ana Sage (art by Kaitlynn Robinson) My mind was racing from what I was facing— —tripping—slipping—as I flew through the night… If I’d only known—If I’d only been shown— —a breath of relief as the city came into clear sight… As I burst passed the droid in my escape from the void— —my…

The Dust

The Dust by Deborah Haggard (art by Savannah Richardson) Perhaps you now live in a different world that I can’t reach because it’s a speck of dust. Maybe that’s what my world is too. A little piece of dust that you don’t exist in any longer. Maybe the universe is just made up of dust…

 A Modern Marvel

 A Modern Marvel by Matthew S. Farmer (art by Jenny Judlin) A spectacle of man’s engineering Concrete, Cables, towering high we pledge our faith we pledge our trust we bring our family we bring our future A young couple drives across in their yellow car looking for lunch on the other side A single mother…

Allegiances

Allegiances by Lisa Livingston-Martin (art by Lacey Finchum) “Federal riders!” Willie yelled as he came through the back door, stopping in the hallway, hands on his knees, gulping air. Elizabeth looked at William and he nodded. Neither questioned whether their seven-year-old grandson was mistaken. Elizabeth turned to Elvira, “You take the children and hide.” Elvira…