Under Ravenswing

Edited by: The AWR Editorial Staff

by Lucy Suitor Holt There are four of us under Ravenswing: Chappy, Tommy, Neil, and myself. I’m Alvern. We are part of this black Appalachian earth, buried for these ten years now. An accident, the walls of the mine gave way, burying us in black coal. Chappy is the oldest, Tommy the youngest, 63 and 19.  [...]

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