Southern Legitimacy Statement:
Raised and fed by a Southern lady from Chattanooga, who taught me good eating and good manners.
When I die and go to heaven, I’m praying the heavenly banquet will include:
Pintos (with pork in them)
Green beans (with pork in them)
Collards (with pork in them)
Corn bread (with pork cracklins in it)
If there is no livermush or pigs in heaven, then–if I have my ‘druthers–I reckon I’ll have to stay right here in North Carolina.
If it rains
If it rains,
I will listen with you
to the sprinkling of yesterday’s laughter
and the rustling of tomorrow’s promises
in the maple outside our window.
And when all is still,
when moonlight trickles onto your breast
through glimmering shadows of raindrops,
Let my whispers
fall gently upon your ear,
the balm of your breath moisten my cheek,
and in humid embrace
return us to sleep.
And as we dream together,
we will walk side by side
in the soft rain
through sweetgrass meadows
fragrant with memories yet to be.