Salvation South

Sometimes, the haircut you want is not the haircut you need.

Fiction from Mississippi’s Michael Farris Smith, verses from Ohio’s poet laureate, and a Christmas memory from Deb Bowen prove why we need your support in this membership drive.

The poet laureate of Ohio—a ninth-generation Appalachian—on holiness, the murmur of autumn trees, and the anticipation of honeysuckle.

You can give just for giving’s sake. Or you can give to fill a need. A Christmas story from coastal North Carolina.

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In Mississippi, in 1963, it took an assassin’s bullet to give a young man a peek behind the curtain of the Lost Cause.

Six centuries of Appalachian history in four poems.

When he left his native North Carolina to pastor a church in Vermont, he learned a new way in which grace travels back and forth.

Testimonials from the storytellers who bring their work to Salvation South

Salvation South has become something special—and, we hope, an essential part of your week. Please help us keep it alive and thriving.

Salvation South co-founder Stacy Reece finally gives up her recipe. Except it’s not really a recipe. More of a method, maybe.

“Educate” has Latin roots, meaning “to draw out” from within or “to lead out” into something larger. The Alabama poet Dr. Jacqueline Allen Trimble calls out the powerful people who want our schools to do neither.