The Dickey I Knew: A Death at 15

The Dickey I Knew: A Death at 15

Surrounded by stacks of yellowed books, resting in a stained yellow chair and imprisoned in a ruined yellow body just two months from collapse, James Dickey’s eyes welled with tears he made no effort to conceal. It’s been 15 years since his death and 40...
Welcome to Southern Partisan On-line

Welcome to Southern Partisan On-line

If you are on old friend who has read the print edition of Southern Partisan in the past, then let us share with you what has happened since last we published.  If, on the other hand, you are a new friend curious about where we stand and what we hope to achieve in...