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September 1, 2015

Downtown Sunday Morning

by Walt Kosty

  this is where the wind comes to a place where there are no longer…
 

August 7, 2015

Far Western Trailer

Far Western is a music-fueled, character-driven documentary film about Japan’s history and obsession with American…
 

July 8, 2014

Growing Up a Poet

by Abby Wendle

P oet John Brehm dives beneath the chit-chat and finds his soul in the river.…
 
Own This May Be The Last Time on DVD! Tracing a heartfelt journey, award-winning filmmaker…
 

08/27/2015 | Okiecentric

Scalpel

By David Schneider

Almost every patient mentions how it’s cold in the operating room. We keep the room around 60 degrees, in part to keep comfortable in our layers of clothes and gowns, and in recognition that keeping a chillier room helps keep infection rates lower. Lisa is no exception. As she’s being wheeled in on the gurney, she’s groggily awake and mutters something…

08/25/2015 | Okiecentric

Passing Over

By Cheryl Pallant

I check my email before going to bed and find a message from my ex-husband with “Sad News” in the subject line. I know immediately what it’s about: Java, my cat. I left her in his care prior to my move to Daegu, South Korea. Ever since I met Java’s eyes in her cage at a vet’s and I took her home, we’ve communicated through words, meows, and telepathy. Yes…

08/19/2015 | Okiecentric

Shalom, Ardmore

By Russell Cobb

I went down to Ardmore looking for the last Jews in a town that could—if it were so inclined—lay claim to the title of “The Birthplace of Judaism in Oklahoma.” Even before the first land run, Jewish peddlers had established themselves in fledgling towns across Indian Territory. Early towns like Boggy Depot were set up by Jewish merchants to trade bet…

08/16/2015 | Okiecentric

The Gold and the Glory

By David Fritze

When Oral Roberts was 16, afflicted with tuberculosis and convinced he was going to die, a voice came to him out of the blue: “Son, I am going to heal you and you are going to take the message of My healing power to your generation.” Years later, when he was a discontented pastor in Enid, locked away in his study, the voice came to him again: “Stand upon your fe…

08/12/2015 | Okiecentric

Letter to My Son the Weekend He Died

By Barry Friedman

  Friday Dear Paul, February 15, 2008— You died today—maybe you know that. Twenty-four. It’s a number. Jack Bauer. Chromium. Willie Mays. You. It’s not a life. As I look at you, lying on your stomach, propped up on your elbows, in your room with three members of the Tulsa Police Department in and around your door, you don’t look like you were rea…

08/10/2015 | Poetry

Home State

By Nicole Callihan

  somehow you became pixel became less dust and sky   turned into newsfeed away from rain   I hardly remember the hollow fields   of storm shelter of football of miles and miles of jesus   my god the heat and ice- buckled limbs o oklahoma   I miss the fade and shimmer of you all these years away   and I’m still fingering the pa…

08/07/2015 | Okiecentric

New Documentary Details Japan’s Country Music Culture

By This Land

This Land Films is pleased to announce a new partnership with director James Payne and producer Matt Leach to produce our second feature documentary film, Far Western. This Land Films is the film and video production unit of This Land Press. Last year, This Land Films premiered its first documentary, This May Be The Last Time, at the Sundance Film Festival. F…

08/05/2015 | Okiecentric

Video Killed the Pulpit Star

By Mike Mariani

A young guy wearing a cobalt blue hoodie and shiny leather jacket has just robbed a woman’s purse. Rummaging through his quarry, the thief, all sinister swagger and furtive glances, passes by one of those fortune-telling machines with the wood finish and flashing white lights dancing across a litany of potential fates. He greedily pulls a coin out of the s…

08/04/2015 | Poetry

Lament

By Michael Wright

oh, woe to the woeful, aloe to the alone, tissues for the tears, this bitch world on its knees, the danger of want, bruises of desire, effort of loving in lovelessness, sapping of disappearing energies, the tawdry milling of bodies on dance floors and sandy beach patios, how sex and love insinuate from empty pelvic bowls and voices rise in chorus asking, wasn…

07/29/2015 | Okiecentric

An Astrological Look at Oklahoma

By Lynn Bootes

Most people know about the Sun Sign column in the newspaper, but did you know that astrologers do much more? We look the moments when individuals or social entities come into existence, as well as natural events and economic cycles. When we know the exact time and place of birth, we can tell an amazing story. Oklahoma was “born” as a state at 10…

07/27/2015 | Okiecentric

Love Beyond Belief

By Reverend Dr. Marlin Lavanhar

When you have a church that is bound together by a promise rather than a belief system, you free people to be honest about what they believe and don’t believe. At All Souls Unitarian Church, in Tulsa, over 2,000 members are united by a covenant of love and service. That means that we have Christians, Jews, Buddhists, agnostics, and people who draw from a mixtu…

07/22/2015 | Okiecentric

Scenes from Muslim Day at the Oklahoma State Capitol

By Randy R Potts

Muslims in Oklahoma, like other minority communities in the state, haven’t always felt secure in their homes and places of worship. Earlier this year, the Oklahoma chapter for the Council on American-Islamic Relations decided to spend a day at the Capitol meeting with representatives, holding workshops, and sharing their faith in a public prayer. The…

07/21/2015 | Okiecentric

Heaven Is a Place for Sale

By Sarah Morice Brubaker

Roberts Liardon loves talking about the sofa he sat on in Heaven. “It was alive,” he tells the congregation at Kensington Temple church in London. His voice is gravelly and confident, a bit Lewis Black’s but less grouchy and more Southern. “It was alive with comfort. When you sat on that sofa, comfort reached up and cuddled you while you were sitting t…

06/10/2015 | Okiecentric

Ghosts of the Midway

By Megan Shepherd

I pull into the gravel parking lot on a bleary, sleeting morning. An Oklahoma sheriff keeps watch from a corner parking space, while a woman moves from car to car offering to clean windows for quarters. The sheriff doesn’t seem to mind. A man sleeps on himself a bit out of view. Horns blowing from the crisscrossing train tracks behind me catch my attention, an…

06/08/2015 | Okiecentric

Chicken Fat

By Janis Cramer

Everybody at Alice Robertson Junior High in Muskogee, Oklahoma, was wondering why we, of all the students in the entire United States, had been chosen by President Kennedy to be the target group for physical fitness. It wasn’t really the president. He had picked Bud Wilkinson, the renowned football coach from the University of Oklahoma, to be the first ph…