Slurping wetly and noisily at the nourishment that is New Orleans
As much fun as it would be to make a joke about frozen potatoes, I just don’t feel like laughing right now. My emotions are a jumble, what with Ida hurling at us (possible Cat 4 when it makes landfall), and the Delta variant making travel oh-so unappealing. I don’t […]
I want to be her again. Blissfully unaware, biding my time, plotting my escape to a place that finally understood and accepted me, exactly as I was. This moment was only one year before I made the move. This moment was three years before the levees broke. My heart is […]
History is one of the most prominent deciding factors when I dream about buying a home. I want a house that’s felt the gamut of human experiences, absorbed it into its walls and soaked it into the hardwood floors. I want a house that’s been loved, hated, mistreated and loved […]