March 2024

by by Alyssa Avila, a resident of Biloxi, and a member of Coast Electric

a road winds from the right and curves from the left back towards the right and into the Mississippi River bed, a dark rain storm in the distance.

Keep me down south,
where discipline is doled out
with a sobering “no, sir”
and “excuse me, ma’am.”

Down where it’s only natural to smell the rain coming,
and you can always count on someone
to join in remembering and cursing
that heifer, Katrina.

I don’t want nothing to do with “you guys,”
I only want to be one of “y’all.”
Go on and leave me down by the Mississippi, and
baptize me in them muddy currents.

Category: Mississippi Is...

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