Hope Was My Gun

Published Work

Published in Coweta Magazine   Standing here staring at you My back against the driving rain Not much to offer Plenty to give Empty hands to hold you up And lift you to the sun again   Empty then full hidden then here Empty then full hidden then here Strength where there’s none  Hope was my gun All those words get lost somewhere But look in my eyes you’ll find my tell  Keep watching me  Keep watching  I’ll bring you home Read more »

The Ultimate Southern Mother

Published Work

Published in Coweta Magazine  As a grown-up, it’s hard to make friends. Most people are pretty caught up in their lives. They are running down their own road, head down, focused on putting one foot in front of another. I was in my own lane, huffing along, when I ran right into one of life’s obstacles. My children were not succeeding in their school environment, and so I decided to make a drastic change. I started homeschooling. After a few Read more »

The Messy House

Published Work

Published in the beautiful Root and Star magazine’s HOME issue. My house is generally in chaos and whenever I feel like I am failing at life due to the crumbs on the floor or laundry pile on the table, I think of a little embroidered picture my mother kept hung by the back door that read, “A clean house is a sign of a misspent life.” The Messy House “Our house is too messy!”  My mama would say, “We’ll have Read more »

Pie Fixes Everything

Short Stories

My friend asked me why I had stopped baking my pies. She asked to come over so we could bake together. We used her grandmother’s recipe. She showed me how to basket weave the crust, her hands moving effortlessly, lifting the layers into artful perfection. Why did I stop? It wasn’t good enough. My friend laughed and told me my pies were the best pies she had ever tasted. I was ready to go back. I made a pie. My Read more »

O, Let Me Tell You

Short Stories

Megan O. Hunnicutt. People always ask what the O stands for. It stands for Okella – my hilarious great aunt who made the best cheese straws, had wild red curls and had a sharp sense of humor. But to me, it really represents all the women in my life. My mom, who always wanted to be a writer, and wrote beautiful short stories that my son now keeps by his bed, for my grandma Hattie, who raised eight children, cooked Read more »

House Pig

Short Stories

Having a farm is like pregnancy. Pain. Blood. Screams. You forget the pain, the blood and the screams. Then there is calm. Even joy. I got a text from a friend. “Do you need a pig?” Did I need a pig? Did I? I remember there were pigs. But that was all. The rest was a haze. I thought for a moment. Of course I need a pig. Enter Waddles. Waddles was living with a young couple who had rescued Read more »