Category Archives: Katrina

Storms

Exactly twelve years ago I flew into Shreveport, Louisiana and spent the night just outside of Baton RougeĀ on the floor of a church surrounded by some folks who were fleeing a disaster and others who, like me, were heading right … Continue reading

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America, 2005

Broken levees and broken bones a decade gone without house and home there’s no place for the heart get high on the fumes of political art as jam bands learn to play amazing grace sweet old ladies try hemming superman’s … Continue reading

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