Books that feel like, “I think it is safe to say that while the South is hardly Christ-centered, it is most certainly Christ-haunted.” — Flannery O’Connor AND “Let us take a knife and cut the world in two—and see what worms are eating at the rind.” — Langston Hughes

TLDR; The southern gothic, the grit lit, the darkened, beautiful, rotten, heady places of the South.