Passing gazes,
Intimate questions with
Strangers in the street.
This is what it means to be from New Orleans.
Walking by, visitor, where are you from?
Are you a saint or a ghost?
What do you hope to see here,
What magic do you seek,
What remedy will make you whole?
You ask to take my photo,
A thin rectangle appears.
I tell you to please keep it.
Spring 2019 (Edited and typed in Winter 2020)
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Holistic Psychotherapist in New Orleans, Louisiana. Active participant in local spiritual communities and enjoys therapeutic personal writing and expressive art. Mags experiences fashion as empowering adornment and thrives on movement including trapeze arts and climbing anything that feels somewhat stable. When pursuing her degrees in psychology, she minored in Creative Writing.
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