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“A New Life Awaits You . . .”: Alabama Tenants’ Counter-Narratives to Landlord Hype
When you look at apartment websites, you are always greeted with pictures of immaculate living rooms right out of “Good Housekeeping,” smiling middle-class families, sparkling swimming pools and accolades such as “exquisite apartment homes.” But beneath ...
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Incident at Waffle House
On July 4th, I went to a local Waffle House with a Black friend. Our usual Waffle House that we hit up on University Drive was packed solid so we drove to one in Five Points, a ...
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Always Open
On our way home from visiting my mother in Ocala, Florida we took a detour to visit a salvage store in Brooksville, Florida. It was the perfect thing to do on a sad, drizzly Sunday, the ...
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Marching into Low-Wage America With God on Their Side
The Von Braun Center sits in downtown Huntsville, a brutalist concrete slab of a building that reminds you of an old Stasi interrogation and torture center. Or, more appropriately, a Nazi one. Wernher Von Braun, the ...
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The Lyceum Was Empty
Reese didn’t understand. 1. Walking through the grounds of Cannonball Church, we came upon a homeless man curled up in the corner, resting in a narrow sliver of shade on a hot, sopping humid day. I ...
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Conversations with “The Enemy”
Last year on my then-job, work was slow. A late middle-aged RN supervisor who worked in a different wing came in to file papers. We exchanged superficial pleasantries, the mask everyone wears in everyday life. And ...
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Boats Against the Current
The desperate search for a bathroom in New York City teaches one much about the surrounding world and one’s place in it. With my pockets empty but my bladder and small intestine poised to burst, I ...
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Viva Mexico! Dispatches from the World Cup
Little Italy in the Bronx is slowly waking up from the previous night’s revelry. A man wearing a “Kiss me, I’m Italian” t-shirt sets up his makeshift sidewalk kitchen, soon to be selling zeppoles, sausage, and ...
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Whittling
R was showing me this hunk of wood he preserved from a tree that fell. He wants to make an anvil out of it. With what’s left over, he was hoping to carve a Wind God. ...
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Guntersville, Alabama: Eugene Debs, Sweet Tea and the Quest for Cheap Housing
The first time I saw an unfurled and flown Confederate flag in Alabama was about four years ago on my first trip to Guntersville. In a small squatter trailer camp nestled in a field off Route ...
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