The old tired Queen of the South smelling like a drunk drenched in cheap perfume.
The charm of her french colonials and gas lit streets make you forget her tainted past.
She was built with the blood of prisoners and slaves
and their cries are heard in dark places after midnight.
The murky Pontchartrain reflects her vibrant beauty and her Creole charm makes you ignore what lies beneath.
The Old Queen of the South is a swamp and she swallows all her secrets.
I loved my trip to New Orleans.
I was inspired by the delightful sounds + sights + history.
Yet the dark side kept creeping in.
I'll go back.
The image above was inspired by a well known NOLA artist J Renee.
Check her out jreneeart.com
