Written on 6/25/24, at the New Orleans Police Station on Royal St.in the French Quarter, with fellow writers during the 2024 New Orleans Writing Marathon, a three-day event where writers roam the Quarter together, writing and eating and drinking as they go. Pretty awesome.

A breeze comes down, except for ghostly hauntings, it just keeps languid; morose; not ominous. Phantoms quarrel regularly; spirits tango unctuously. Vexed witches x-ray young zealots.