“‘Collard greens!’ she said, spitting the word from her mouth this time as if it were a poisonous seed.” –Flannery O’Connor, A Stroke of Good Fortune
Ruby Hill is having a bad day. Catching her reflection in the lobby mirror, she realizes she’s walked all the way home from the grocery store with a collard leaf stuck to her cheek. She doesn’t even like collard greens; she’s only making them for her baby brother, fresh out of the army and already getting in her way … [read more]
From Georgia On My Thighs
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