Second Line-Poem
Through the streets, feeling so aliveThe beat, the rhythm, it’s like a natural highIt’s a celebration of life, a joyful … Continue reading Second Line-Poem
Through the streets, feeling so aliveThe beat, the rhythm, it’s like a natural highIt’s a celebration of life, a joyful … Continue reading Second Line-Poem
This short story is a tribute to the poem about Canal Street by Dat NOLA Chic. The vivid imagery and … Continue reading Canal Street at Noon: A Twenty-First Century Take on a Marcus B. Christian Classic
Recently, I embarked on a personal journey to reimagine Marcus Christian’s timeless piece. I wanted to reflect the contemporary spirit of New Orleans while retaining the core essence of the original poem. Inspired, I sought to breathe new life into Christian’s work, showcasing the city’s evolution while staying true to its roots. Continue reading A Modern Remix of Marcus B. Christian “I Am New Orleans”
In the the city of New Orleans, a black girl grows,With a heart full of dreams, and a spirit that … Continue reading New Orleans Girl-Poem
My Transparency and My Love for others feel like a curse at moments like these… As I look back over all the years of pain that is living within the depths of my soul, I sometimes question “Will ever have a moment to birth out this so-called great purpose I’m destined to fulfill?” Continue reading Love’s Veil
I want to share details on the sophisticated and seductive Bar Marilou with all of you. Whether the night calls for “intimate … Continue reading The sophisticated and seductive Bar Marilou in New Orleans
My heart sank when I read the bold headlines about the death of our beloved Toni Morrison, but I was … Continue reading Remembering Toni Morrison: My first time reading The Bluest Eye
If I was a bird I’d fly away spread my wings so I’d escape If I was the sky I’d … Continue reading I wanna go away
Born and raised in the 7th Ward of New Orleans, Kishonda Webb turned tragedy into a creative mastery. After the … Continue reading New Orleans Artist: Kishonda Webb
I’m not ashamed to admit it, the truth is… I’ve always been a little jealous of myself. Naye Davis Continue reading Jealous of Me
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