a poem is a sermon
Downtown along the river bank the party has begun; from miles away the slow parade of cars and people come for fried dough or some boudin balls, for gator on a stick, for cheap and warm domestic beer and wristbands that won’t stick. Across the social register today the lines are blurred. The crowd is […]
Laughing and stumbling like sailors too long at sea, who suddenly must realign their gravity to the stillness of shore, like conquering matadors, their legs still weak from the thrill of their toreador jousts, they returned through the door, propelled by the smoke and musky fire of consumed mescal, their voices filled with the gaiety […]