Issue 46

“I excavate history. I look at lives buried under too much silence. Periods of time, like slavery, have to be revisited, reimagined, so we can move through them.”

–Yusef Komunyakaa

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Take Our Survey for TNSF and Enter to Win a SFK Prize Pack! Thank you for being a loyal reader and supporter of The New Southern Fugitives. As we near the end of volume 1, we are both overjoyed and humbled by your engagement with our zine. As we make plans for volume...
Southern Lit Presents: Yusef Komunyakaa

Southern Lit Presents: Yusef Komunyakaa

Southern Self-Examination Yusef Komunyakaa has a voice that drifts like steam from the surface of hot coffee on an early morning. A purposeful, presidential cadence accompanies the soft, moistened edges of his timbre, drawing listeners to the importance of his words....
No Guarantees

No Guarantees

**TW: mentions of violence against LGBTQ people and people of color**   Rodney held the papers up to his face next to the bulb dangling above the kitchen table to read the fine points of terminating parental rights and responsibilities. In the murky glow, his sculpted...
Low and Slow

Low and Slow

Low and Slow There’s something primal and soulful about smoking meat. Take a large piece of otherwise tough muscle, baste it, inject it, cover it in spices/rub, and smoke it “low and slow.” The end result? Barbecue. BBQ. In the South, this term is very sacred. It is...