A plate of small hot beignets
coated in a snow squall
of light powdered sugar
a dense cup of oh so hot
coffee with chicory
at 3:00am, near Jackson Square
Jazz and spice in the air
Before last call,
in the Big Easy
As real now as that moment
Twelve years ago
Open again
after Katrina
11/4/05 20:40
(Raymond A. Foss)
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