Josh Poole is a student at Dabney S. Lancaster Community College and a food services worker at Washington and Lee University. He grew up outside a small town named Brownsburg, which is no larger than Lago from High Plains Drifter, and just as isolated. His photo features a quarter ton stegosaurus he made out of stumps, and a small cat named Elvis.
Author: Anna Lea Jancewicz
Anna Lea Jancewicz lives in Norfolk, Virginia, where she homeschools her two children, teaches creative writing, and is Best Dungeon Master Ever for a group of heroic middle-graders. She is an editor for Tiny Donkey, a journal of short-form fairy tale nonfiction. Her writing has been chosen for The Best Small Fictions, Literary Hub Daily, and the Wigleaf Top 50 longlist, and has appeared at Hobart, Necessary Fiction, Pithead Chapel, and many other venues. Her short story collection, (m)otherhood, is forthcoming from Widow and Orphan House press, FALL 2017. Say it: Yahnt-SEV-ich.
Appalachian Pride: B is for Bisexual/ Frankie Wolf
This piece was part of the show “Queerology 101,” performed in April 2017 for Rowan County Pride. In the show, a misguided professor attempts to define each letter of LGBTQ, getting it wrong every time. For the B, he said that, like the Sasquatch, Appalachian Black Panther, and other “mythical” creatures, there simply was no proof that bisexuals are real.
Queer Appalachia: Not-So-Mythical Critters
The Appalachian LGBTQ+ community doesn’t need me to say a damn thing for them. Their voices are ringing down the gravel roads and bouncing off twenty story buildings. If you listen you might learn something…
Ridge & Holler: If Your Right Hand Offends Then Use Your Left
Lonnie Ray was all gangly arms and lanky legs and big ears and toothy grin when he lit out across the Ohio River looking for work. His big brother in the driver’s seat put his mind at ease and they had some food to hold them over till their first payday: a couple fried baloney and biscuit sandwiches, six Cokes, four whole Hershey bars. The Skaggs boys weren’t strangers to growling bellies. That grumble and a little gnawing on their backbones didn’t intimidate them boys a bit.
Call for Subs: RADICAL ROMANCE
Is there a Syndicalist who makes you sweat? A Maoist who gets you moist? Send those words our way! We want your love poems and love letters to your favorite revolutionary leftist.
RR Playlist Episode 2
Our second update of the Rabble Rousers Playlist includes the tracks picked by Bud Smith in his interview for our inaugural issue, as well as new songs chosen by Steve Lambert, Blake Roberts, and Stacia Sanders.
Thanks to everybody who has nominated a working class anthem for the playlist!
Rabble Lit Issue 1/ MAY DAY 2017
On this May Day we dedicate the first issue of Rabble Lit not only to the Haymarket Martyrs Albert Parsons, August Spies, Adolf Fischer, George Engel, Louis Lingg but also to the other thinkers and leaders who dedicate(d) their lives to the struggle including Emma Goldman, Lucy Parsons, Elizabeth Gurley Flynn, Eugene V. Debs, Mother Jones, Big Bill Haywood, Voltairine de Cleyre, Alexander Berkman, Nicola Sacco, Bartolomeo Vanzetti, Luigi Galleani, Joe Hill, Margaret Sanger, Helen Keller, Paul Robeson, Sid Hatfield, Ammon Hennacy, Utah Phillips, Peter Maurin, Dorothy Day, César Chávez, Dolores Huerta, Malcolm X, Angela Davis, Bobby Seale, Huey P. Newton, Eldridge Cleaver, Fred Hampton, Elaine Brown, Peggy Terry, Stokely
Hold the Fort/ Jen Fitzgerald
Hold the fort For we are coming… I.W.W. Battle Song Mallet men of manifest destiny keep time; women waulking tweed keep time; rhythmic stomps, knocks of cloth on plank; a song; if we still raised our voices like progeny; like singing lineage; the fluid life of memory; inheritance; in time; with time; in step; […]
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