Music, Mosquitoes & Mugginess

Music, Mosquitoes & Mugginess

I had some real soul food today– in Orlando, Florida. I am able to pretend I am back in Louisiana each time I walk outside and feel that curtain of heat and humidity. When the fat hairy mosquitoes congregate around my bare legs, vying for my now-virgin flesh, I am too drained to fight.

A reprieve: my mother playing her Blues Hawk guitar behind my ear, stirring blood and memory.

There’s enough here that reminds

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