New Orleans

The Celebration Gator

reflections on the state reptile of Louisiana

A Neighborhood of Porches

Striking a lighter may be the most intimate contact of my day.

Rain is different in New Orleans

It fills up the potholes and stripped-away concrete in the streets and makes an already rough commute sluggish. In the summer, it rains almost every afternoon, as if the city itself hits a breaking point right around 2 p.m. — “all right, it’s just too hot” — and gives up and breaks down in storms.

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At a stoplight I saw a man in a suit holding a “Jesus Saves” sign

I bounce my knee when I get nervous or anxious, so I did that for a while underneath my desk.

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The man was not home

He should be home Thursday, or Friday. No particular time is better than another.

One of Y’all Can Write It Down

Teaching writing at Orleans Parish Prison