last month I visited new Orleans and other areas of Louisiana with my five sisters.
I wanted to share more photos and words from the journey.
be the same/
my heart shattering into a million glittering pieces
all over the sidewalk
feeling Katrina, Jim Crow, excess bubbling up through the bricks in tossed beads and barf.
sweating out that grief and glory and dancing down the streets in this strange dream, hearing a lonely horn even now.
Coming into this city recollecting ann rice’s -interview with a vampire- and Dave eggers’ -zeitoun.-
(balmy blustery gulf weather… mmmmmmmmmmmm) …..it bears repeating.
….lured by the piping happy paddle boat music and found the Mississippi, like children following a trail of candy… we pretty much danced from sunup past sundown.
I wanna tour the world with my sisters, they’re the ramblin’-est explorers, makin’ friends from all walks of life and finding magic portals….. soaking in the city like toast in soup.
All six sisters in the same wondrous tale: thankyou thankyou thankyou for being so familiar/so different.
PS, #neworleans, you’re a boozy, grimy, absinthe soaked Disneyland.
soaking in the city and her flavors
a pleasure to hear the voices and see the interpretations
done by the resident artists,
the artwork calling to me and decorating the city,
me, able to purchase and take home a piece of it with me–
a reminder of how deeply pierced i was
“how long have you been in new orleans?”
“since last night..”
“….wow. you’re very open.”
real connections and story telling.
thankful for these memories!
it was an amazing sister’s gathering in a dreamy setting.
(most words originally published on Instagram.)