Eleven Days

Eleven Days

Ten days.., it’s been ten days and counting since I’ve slept. Ten days that seem like an eternity. An eternity filled with unreal wisps of disjointed memories and thoughts. I can’t keep them straight, I’m beginning to lose blocks of time. I’m in one place then without...
Welcome to the Pontchartrain

Welcome to the Pontchartrain

The clanging of the streetcar waned as it came to a stop in front of the hotel. Albert stepped down onto the grass running along the tracks on either side where magnificent oaks create a living canopy covering the street car’s path, and iconic mansions line both sides...