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This Land Press


I pulled up behind Dr. Randy Wymore’s pickup right as he pulled up in front of Sidney Presley’s house. “Sorry I don’t look like a journalist,” I apologized, explaining I’d smeared bike grease on the button-up I’d laid out for the evening. “Oh, that’s okay,” Wymore half-laughed. “Do you think I look like a scientist?” […]

04/17/2015 | Okiecentric

An Odder Science

By Mitch Gilliam


Elbow deep inside the jaws of a stallion, Edye Lucas closes her eyes as her fingers explore a landscape of slivered canyons and barbed peaks in the moist hollow of a horse’s mouth. It’s cold enough in the barn to freeze saliva on the stainless-steel speculum wedged between the animal’s upper and lower jaws, where […]

04/16/2015 | Okiecentric

Horse Teeth and Heartbreak

By Sheilah Bright


The young black girl poses in a common, patterned dress by an ordinary side chair. Her shadow creates a ghostly presence on the light-colored wall behind her. The pigtails of the 10-year-old Sarah Rector sprout opposite her ears, like antennas on a Flash Gordon space helmet. Historical records conflict over the issue of the first […]

03/24/2015 | Okiecentric

The Unlikely Baroness

By Steve Gerkin


On August 10, 1966, just after 10 p.m., James French walked to the electric chair. Escorted in by two guards, French wore a black suit, dark tie, and black shoes, looking fit enough to give a sermon to an impoverished congregation. He briskly took his seat, where 82 others had died before him, and said […]

03/23/2015 | Okiecentric

They Died For Their Sins

By Bob Gregory


Karl Siewert always wanted to be a librarian, just like his mother. He’s a compulsive researcher who considers every Facebook status a reference question and has a special affinity for the Oxford English Dictionary. “What I really wanted to do is answer people’s questions… It’s not about finding a book; it’s about finding information,” he says, and he […]

03/19/2015 | Original Okie

Karl Siewert

By This Land


“You want me to tell you a story?” asked Marilee Macias, a native of Perry, Oklahoma, with kind eyes and perfectly tended hair. She chided me to eat my chicken-fried steak and eggs while she talked. Perry is 5,000 people and 6.8 square miles nestled in the armpit of I-35 and U.S. 64, in north-central […]


Woody Guthrie and Pretty Boy Floyd never met, but that didn’t keep Oklahoma’s favorite balladeer and bank robber from forging a legacy together. Since it debuted just over 75 years ago, Woody’s “Pretty Boy Floyd” has become one of the most famous outlaw songs in American history. Folk royalty sing it. Fans praise it as […]

03/18/2015 | Okiecentric

A Six-Gun and a Song

By Dale Ingram


For me there will never be another travel adventure like Japan. I was one of four guest speakers at the International Forum on Anti-Discrimination and Human Rights. It had been publicized all over Japan and the organizers were expecting hundreds of people to attend. One of the major sponsors of my trip was the Buraku […]

03/12/2015 | Okiecentric

Mongolians “R” Us

By LeAnne Howe


On April 5, 1945, Oklahoma A&M President Henry Bennett received a telegram from U.S. Senator Elmer Thomas: Captain Taylor of the Navy Department proposes to establish at Stillwater school for teaching Japanese language. Open about 15th of June and build up to enrollment of 750–800 by end of July. Navy official either at Stillwater or […]

03/11/2015 | Okiecentric

Ensigns and Sensei

By R.E. Graalman Jr.


It was about half past midnight on July 5, 1943. The heat of the day had given way to the usual cooling that occurs during the summer at Boise City, located in the far western end of the Oklahoma Panhandle. Most of its 1,400 residents had gone to bed when an airplane began dropping bombs […]

03/10/2015 | Okiecentric

Bombed-Out Boise City

By David Dary


In 1988, Ismail Zebdieh left Aleppo, Syria, where he was a landscape engineer and a photographer. Since then, he’s been an Okie, where you can find him most mornings behind the counter at a gas station and convenience store that supplies food, cigarettes, beer, and other sundries to the neighborhood and passersby between Gunboat Park […]

03/06/2015 | Original Okie

Ismail Zebdieh

By This Land


This Land Press is excited to announce a new format and frequency for This Land magazine, to be launched with its 100th issue on April 15, 2015. For almost five years, This Land has published a semi-monthly broadsheet magazine filled with stories that illuminate life and culture in Oklahoma. While the breadth and depth of […]

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Rilla Askew

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Steve Adams

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Victor Moreland

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Bill Crawford

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Gary Busey

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Katia Anaya


*** At the market they never have what I need: sofke corn, dried pea hulls, canuche balls wrapped in foil, baby food jars of bacon grease, possum grapes, wild onions, poke salad, great big catfish, piles of perch stunned by devil’s shoestring, masa harina for making cvtvhvkv (although occasionally they have some in the foreign […]

03/16/2015 | Poetry

A Creek Woman Moves to Northern New York

By Stacy Pratt


With tar still sludging our fingers from roofing jobs worked through the heat of day, with scratches down our forearms from cutting brush, with sunburned backs, poison ivy riding our sore calves, behind the old legion hut, around a pole over a patch of cracked concrete illuminated by one leaning lamppost and an August moon […]

03/13/2015 | Poetry

Night Hoops

By Benjamin Myers


           we’ve come all the way from Oklahoma for locals            to ask if we’re celebrities            No     she says     climbing out of            the back of a convertible            in […]

03/09/2015 | Poetry


By Victoria McArtor


The moon has been off my left shoulder for thirty-seven years and I’ve never known a blue this bad, this purple. Lots of no-woman stories, sure, simple. Lots of gone-woman stories, too. I am lost of gone woman, myself; nothing new here. But I need another story. What I don’t need is Gonewoman leaving east […]

02/16/2015 | New Fiction

You Are Going to Be a Good Man

By George McCormick


& then gay marriage was legal in Oklahoma & it was renamed “Oklahomo” & cowboys went broke back & farm girl lay with farm girl & all the cows turned gay too so they weren’t feeling left out & their milk was sugary post-Fruity Pebbles breakfast flavored & wheat fields bloomed with glitter & oil […]

02/13/2015 | Poetry

Queer as Folk

By Nick Weaver


All right, before you judge me, you have to understand what I was dealing with. No matter what any man will tell you, there is nothing on Earth more tempting, coveted and chased than a beautiful woman. If beauty is in the eye of the beholder, all men are messed up. Some chick named Delilah […]

02/11/2015 | New Fiction

It Only Got Worse

By RJ Young


  As we move yet one more step towards dust   Desire fades and jealousy and anguish at loves lost   And days become copies of days before and after following   The brassy sun laughs youthfully at us, reflecting from hair and skin of the young   But we are not fooled by this […]

01/27/2015 | Poetry

Fast Forward

By Warren Brown


  today i covet the light the undefined grey white cloak of the sky holding the remains of night tightly   until the corners unravel as the yellow luminous globes silently falling silently to sleep allow shadows to wander past   the wet stone waits quietly an abandoned nest clings to the bare brown limbs […]

01/12/2015 | Poetry

Today I Covet the Light

By Walt Kosty


(Written while listening to the Andrew Hill Quintet) The French horn strays, then joins with upside-down notes, the trumpet, a grain of felt under a fly-away 3rd valve stem and hard silver jumpin’ reed-pad, high in sax hole. Down in six bars out in eight… & 2 3 and 4. Vibraphone: Open air over mallet […]

12/29/2014 | Poetry

The French Horn and the Fire Escape

By Bill Turley


It is difficult to offer up our hearts like raw chicken on a hibachi grill often the chefs are not delicate at first they try to show off impressing with their clever knife juggling and sweet chopping moves Darling this is not a minute waltz it is a break dance in a hot room the […]

11/24/2014 | Poetry

Love Smells of a Man Named Floyd

By Jennifer E. Hudgens


Some things you can’t figure out. Not even with a whole heap of scratch paper and a ribbon of data from a chattering Teletype machine. Not before time runs out. And time is like progress—she’s not stopping for anybody. The answer is out there, though, in the weather. Foul weather breeds foul deeds. Something my […]

11/19/2014 | New Fiction

Foul Weather

By Daniel H. Wilson


  A seagull on the moon is not lost, She is a student of lunar soils. A cookie in a salad is not lost, It is experimenting with greens. A muskrat in Macy’s is not lost, She just needs a new cashmere scarf, Because she ate the last one. A cheerleader in the desert is […]

11/18/2014 | Poetry

For Rachel, Who Is Not Lost

By Rob Roensch