At Storm Cellar, the hits keep coming, and maybe you bleed into your eye a bit, but it’s fine, it’s fine. We’re so happy to share from the vault today a poem by Andrew Cox, which may or may not cast an Ozarklian shadow: “Arkansas Poem.”
This poem originally appeared in SC 4.1. Subscribe, or purchase issues & downloads. Because you are the baddest, Readers. Redrum on!