reviewed by John Hammond
Wondering about the lives we might have led must be a universal preoccupation, for we know the plot of our lives could have gone in many other directions just as easily. As Robert Frost’s famous “The Road Not Taken” reminds us, one key choice can …
by Richard Weems
I hung in the folds,
too new to the area to chance grazing the fields alone. This was home of the Grand Poobah of
the nation’s largest chapter of the Ku Klux Klan. This was gator country.
by Kevin Barry
It’s June, in the evening, a little past eight. The day has been warm, with lots of sun. The sky is bright still, but soon a stretching dusk will come. Residual traffic surfs along the main road to the city. Car radios hum. In the …