Prairie Markussen: “The Women of Scottsboro”: A Chapbook
Southern Legitimacy Statement:
I once had a migraine in Savannah. I saw the cherry blossoms blooming in Macon. I ate shrimp and grits in Charleston. I survived a family vacation and a freak storm in Ft. Lauderdale. I did not "Eat at Joe's" in Nashville, but I saw the sign. I drank wine and fell in love with a bearded man I'll never see again in Makanda, Illinois, and while that might not be the official south, it seemed pretty darn close.
