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*I have never been able to write about Katrina. My journal entries are filled with scattered thoughts and images that I can't seem to forget. I started working on a piece for today but it has taken too much out of me. Trying to tell my story from start to finish is just too much. I can't. Instead of ignoring the anniversary all together I decided to post some of my thoughts as they come. It may not make sense but it's the only way I can share a little of my experiences with you. So, here goes...







I'll never forget the water.
I'll never forget the bodies.
I'll never forget the mentality.
Brutality.
Tears of a city.


I remember being so proud of my city's strength through the storm.
Canal Street had some wind damage but looked good.
Bourbon Street bars were without power but had beer.

Whew! Relief.
We made it!
Let's pray for Mississippi.


Water
So much water.
Never ending.
Filling the streets.


I saw my soul wash away.
Watched my heart move in pieces.
With the filth.

I cried for my love.
I cried for myself.
I cried for my future.
I cried for my grandfather.
I said, "thank you, we're alive"


gunshots
violence
death
destruction


Lord of the Flies
kill or be killed
my mothers tears
everyone's mother's tears


starving children
dying grandparents
bus stops for the dead
in a city full of ghosts


demons walking the streets
lost minds hidden in fear
no control


help.
help them.
help us.
please.
help.


help is coming!
all will be ok.


help killed
helicopters shot down
boats turned away
zombie police
rogue ambulances


all is lost.
we are alone.


stop!
stop behaving like animals!
we are better than this
we are better than this



let down by government
let down by levees
let down by humanity



days of darkness






Pray for us.