Rick Bragg

Recent Posts By Rick Bragg

When Fireworks Go South

Festivities involving fire, smoke, and gunpowder—what could possibly go wrong?

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Wheels of Time

Cars will always carry us back through the years, on the back roads of our memory.

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Pretty Girl

  To most, she looked like she didn’t stand a chance. But they looked at her and saw different.

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Saving Face

I’ve been peeling labels off my mother for years. First through the words inside the books. And now from their covers.

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All-Night Gospel

Sung late into the night, the words stayed with the boy who didn’t think he was listening. I have reached a place in life where I do not think clearly about the present, or the future. What I do, mostly, is remember, my thoughts triggered by some flyer flapping on a telephone pole, or a scrap of a song.

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Dixie Snow

Where I live, a light snow is a big event, to be wondered at rather than plowed.

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O Christmas Sock

Instead of red velvet trimmed with fur, ours came with a sporty stripe. But what matters most is what’s inside, and ours stretched to hold more joy.

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Fully Dressed

You can keep your stuffing. My favorite Thanksgiving side is just that—on the side—and we call it dressing. The word “stuffing” had a lot of connotations when I was a boy. None of them had anything to do with food.

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Praise the Gourd

I bemoan the day the zombie usurped the punkin as the unofficial mascot of Halloween. Halloween used to be simple. You got a punkin, cut off its top, gouged out its stringy orange insides, and carved a face on it that looked like your brother. But that just wasn’t good enough for some folks.

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The Blank Notebook

Cracked open on a desk, it was a door that led to endless possibilities. Its emptiness begged to be filled with words and dreams and promise. It held nothing. It held everything.

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