Mandela Elegy
On that day in Oakland,
Every concession stand sold your t-shirt,
a silk-screened picture, fist raised
for the last leg of a world-wide tour
On that day in Oakland,
Every concession stand sold your t-shirt,
a silk-screened picture, fist raised
for the last leg of a world-wide tour
“He knows a history unknown in history books.”
It was in the South Side Salon in Keithsville, Louisiana where I discovered buttery nipples, a drink that my bartender friends tell me is composed of two main ingredients: butterscotch schnapps and Bailey’s cream.
When you’re in the belly of the monster You don’t consider if your lipgloss is sticky Or if your hair spray is crunchy Or how… Read More »The 99% in Crossett, Arkansas
Cal Robert’s was either a genius or insane. But the general consensus was, “That boy’s crazy.”
Find the university police office opposite the Burger King on DeSiard. The library is down the street from the KFC, the Farmer’s Market for satsumas… Read More »Sitting in Duck Country
“I pass an aisle of travel mugs in different colors, and sizes, with Disney characters, Duck Dynasty members, motorcycle riders and flowers growing in orange… Read More »I Hate Walmart
Down the street, rather along Highway 165, I turned off at Cross Keys Bank to open an account and deposit a check from West End Press in… Read More »Living Around the Bayou
It’s been a year since I arrived in the northeastern portion of Louisiana, a wilderness and a wonderland to a northerner who has never lived… Read More »Mosquitoes Create Jobs
thunders its approach in the wrapping paper of grey clouds, deposits a calling card of silver beads on a chute of grass