Delusions I needn’t ever let myselfslip into the delusionthat I know you.Every time I slide down that...
poetry
Mississippi may bear the scars of a history of poverty and racial oppression, but it is rich...
Late Fall by Doll Russell I sink into darkness around the time of fallMy body responds with...
Beth Ann Fennelly and Ellie Black place first and second in Wergle Flomp Humor Poetry Contest University...
(Self-proclaimed Poet Lariat of The Balcony) I Needed to See You I needed to see you,but you...
where is the dog dead?how is the road bent?how did I get here? where’s my bike?that’s the...
a friend stopped me today to say I had recently visited her dreamsi smiled and asked if...
From the pen of the Sundown Cowboy, Self-Proclaimed Poet Lariat of the City Grocery Balcony… Some questions...
Join The End of All Music for a Celebration of David Berman at Saint Leo Lounge Wednesday, August 14

Join The End of All Music for a Celebration of David Berman at Saint Leo Lounge Wednesday, August 14
Wednesday night, August 14, at Saint Leo Lounge (during the regular 6 pm Happy Hour DJ set) The...
Sorry Don’t be sorry for being who you are.Don’t be sorry. We all have our own kinds...
Square Books and The End of All Music are teaming up to host author Hanif Abdurraqib at the record store for this awesome...
Thacker Mountain Radio returns to Tupelo! Get on over to The Link Centre for an evening of...
Be joyful, but never at another’s expense. Such glee turns to dirt in your mouth as your...
The University of Mississippi will host the 24th annual Celebration of Spring in Music and Poetry at...
The wooden sheep are in the yard. The black oaks with their gnarling limbs begin to appear....
Wash me, Lord, my naked body dunk me in the river in the blood, if need be...
Click Here to Download The Local Voice #270 PDF for only 99¢ The Local Voice #270: January 5–19,...
There are two things Local Favorite Bruce Butler is known for in Oxford. Most people probably have...
written by VERA P Subtle old lady in white knit hat, With bright blue eyes and...
written by Louis E. Bourgeois In a room of textured sheet-rocked walls He had screamed at...