
Highway 61, there is nothing So beautiful as you in August, the way You break out of Third Street, In the Memphis sun, and make due South for that ghost-rich delta, Flat as a fret board, road signs Pointing toward places We’ve only heard about in the static Of songs from the 1920s and [...]

You can hardly call it nostalgia: I was not yet one. Yet all I listen to these days is the jazz of that bygone time. In ’58 alone: Coleman Hawkins, out of fashion, but still blowing strong.

There’s no doubt that Janice Eidus, author of The Last Jewish Virgin: A Novel of Fate, has been extremely busy promoting her latest novel, so I was doubly excited when I discovered the level of detail that she included in her responses to my interview questions. To read an excerpt from The Last Jewish Virgin: A Novel of Fate, check [...]

West of the hill country, east of the delta,
Halfway between Holcomb and Greenwood,
High above the cotton farms and grain fields
That hem the edge of Highway 4,
Above Avalon, towering over Teoc,
Lost in the gas-lamp
Glare of a late August sun,
We search these woods for Mississippi John Hurt.

Alexander and I have this tradition. Every few months or so, sometimes six, sometimes three, he rents a car and drives upstate three hours to my parent’s cabin at the top of the Catskill Mountains. The cabin has long since fallen out of use as a summer home for my family; my parents stay [...]

You may have heard that shaking like a mountain is hosting a fiction contest—and you heard correctly. But you may have overlooked the fact that Janice Eidus, award-winning author (Pushcart, O.Henry, and Redbook to name a few) will be judging it. We’re very excited to have Janice on board with us as a guest [...]

she is stealing Sunday’s sacred octaves and subverting their pious trajectories with elliptical detours and she sets a ménage between The Salton Sea and a Stiletto Co-op and cultivating hybrid fruit in the soil [...]

