aka, The Abject Muse

Tag: New Orleans

  • Nobody

    Nobody

      Darkness fell like sin Sultry N’awlins summer night. Nobody seen us. 

  • Katrina, You Bitch

    Today at the MindLoveMisery Menagerie we have Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille. The writing prompt is hurricane.   Ominous clouds roll world is too still, too quiet. Sky turns weird, greenish. One bar stays open downtown — aptly serving ‘hurricanes.’    

  • Gutter Ball

            It was summertime in New Orleans, and the night was opaque with a steamy-stench that lingered in the nostrils. They were two strangers waiting for the Carrollton Avenue bus, gray beads of sweat crawling like ants over their scalps, trickling down their backs. The woman put a Tareyton between her lips…