Fiction by Michael Wayne Hampton You are five years old when you go to the elementary school at the end of the holler where the creek widens out. It’s 1982. Elementary school runs from kindergarten to eighth grade. Middle schools don’t exist as far as you know.
Nonfiction by Renée Branum +++Grandma Wanda used the word “hysterical” to describe anything worthy of extreme laughter. Her laugh began as a low burst, like an exploding balloon, and then receded toward a series of open-throated guttural “gar gar gars.”