Hurricanes, violence, and the craft of writing in an interview with a great Southern writer.
Flash Clark asks about race and poetry and the writer and poet's responses hint at the sublime.
There are greater mountains in life than those made of Rock.
That morning it took a stretch-limo to comfortably seat the 32 souls we were transporting.
So she's standing there on the blacktop in front of her car, and I can barely see her from the sunlight reflecting off the driver's side mirror.
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