SWAMP song in throat
moss hair girl ghost
eating pain and cancer
gumbo, jambalaya, etouffee,
how i left my skin behind
upon Bourbon Street
where sin sticks neon signs
eating La Boulangerie
and King Cake.

Beignets.

Walking dizzy i found catfish
bones and cajun ghosts inside
my left foot’s shoe.

Found a house with a party —
danced with Delphine LaLauire.
She told me about her loves /
how she killed them \
slaves of her household.

She never knew what I was —
the werewolf of the South.
How her veins teased me.

Now I am happy. Because I
have friends and choose bottles
of plastic fluid. I light my
candles at my desk and think
how dead she is. Buried.

:: 06.19.2022 :