This piece is 1 of 2. I so love this city. -JBHarris
Hurricanes on Bourbon
Found by a Tropical Isle
Seventy degrees in December
Nights with sore feet in stilettos
Hangovers with the Waffle House
Cypress groves with orange-red light
Dusty bed and breakfast stairs
Near the Cities of the Dead
Footfalls on St. Louis Cathedral
Vows on Jackson Square, near the Canon
Wishes tossed along Lake Ponchatrain
Pouring my passions to the Gulf
To gather jagged pieces of me to skin
Over muddied waters of times before,
Washing myself these
Earthen-waters, Being home again once more
-Jennifer Bush (now Harris) March 2011-personal canon/English 3030 class
