Veronica Limeberry, a half-Cherokee native of Western North Carolina, is professionally a doctoral student studying the intersections of indigenous land rights, agrobiodiversity, and sustainable food systems. She has worked with women and indigenous peoples in nine countries, founded a food justice nonprofit in East TN, and teaches International Relations and Global Food and Agriculture as a university lecturer. In her spare time she dabbles in the dark arts of knitting, embroidery, sketching, and podcasting.
Give a group of boys from anywhere a backyard, a stretch of woods, hell, a vacant lot even — and you can watch it rise to a place of hallowed glory. A patch of trees in between houses becomes an ancient battlefield where two sides of some long-remembered, or forgotten, conflict plays out again and again after school hours. An empty, fallow field becomes an arena or tournament ground where rasslin, foot racin and some form of ball-related sport are contested and pushed to the highest form of the game. Friendships and rivalries will rise, fall and be remembered in legend forever and ever. You give a group of boys not yet concerned with matters of what's in their britches just yet a place of their own, and it will outshine Rome in the eyes of its citizens.Written by Steve ShellSound design by Steve ShellNarrated by Steve ShellIntro music: "The Land Unknown," written and performed by Landon BloodOutro music: "I Cannot Escape the Darkness," written and performed by Those Poor Bastards  See for privacy and opt-out information.
"Ricky held his pistol at the ready, fully prepared to act as the angel of mercy, but then the thing stepped fully into the moonlight, and all thoughts of heaven fled Ricky Lee Gibson." The Gibson family meets their fate. Written by Steve Shell Sound design by Steve Shell Narrated by Steve Shell Intro music: "The Land Unknown," written and performed by Landon Blood Outro music: "I Cannot Escape the Darkness," written and performed by Those Poor Bastards  See for privacy and opt-out information.
These yarns were spun to teach you to stay safe and mind common sense, and most importantly, your mama. The stories that get lost though — the ones hardly nobody ever lived to tell — were often just blunt and simple warnings. There is darkness here: fear it. Trust those who can see through it and you might live to see the dawn. Or then again... maybe not.  See for privacy and opt-out information.
O Appalachia: mother and maw that births and devours us, roots sunk deep and winding as gnarled hands clasped in prayer, hold us fast and give us foundation. O knotted cage and vine wrought chains O feast of hills and green, that which feeds our hearts but often starves our blood: Hear us now.  See for privacy and opt-out information.
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