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Then we noticed that in the second pillow was the indentation of a head. One of us lifted something from it, and leaning forward, that faint and invisible dust dry and acrid in the nostrils, we saw a long strand of iron-gray hair.

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Alive, Miss Emily had been a tradition, a duty, and a care; a sort of hereditary obligation upon the town . . .’

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‘He aims for me to lie ... And I will have to do hit.’

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‘Our enemy he thought in that despair; ourn! mine and hisn both! He's my father!’

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‘Maybe it will all add up and balance and vanish—corn, rug, fire; the terror and grief, the being pulled two ways like between two teams of horses—gone, done with for ever and ever.’

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‘Maybe he will feel it too. Maybe it will even change him now from what maybe he couldn’t help but be.’

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Lest We Forget: The Lost Stories of Southern Sharecroppers (Full Documentary)

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By the end of the session you will be able to list at least three elements of Southern Gothic Literature

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To read, analyse and discuss William Faulkner’s ‘Barn Burning’ and ‘A Rose for Emily’