Reviewed by Anne Babson Many communities in the South have recently drowned in storms. Climate change engenders a need for Southerners to find a
Hellflowers. Hellflowers, shatter me. One-eyed like God, the great Cyclops, and that yellow glaring, glaring. Every jagged edge of it spearing. Who asked if
A flower’s script, its voice once needing a god called water, imprints itself excruciatingly slowly into stone. And forty-five million years later two strangers
Reviewed by Susana H. Case In the recent Italian film, The Great Beauty, the protagonist, Jap, after reaching the age of 65, embarks upon