Jasmine Marie

Remembering Legacy

My momma wasnt much for talkin' but she when she did, she told t’story of a man. Down off the banks of the miss’ippi, way down in younder in them swamplands off New Orlins. You know the ones, all wild and untamed like. Give you the creeps, enough bugs to make your skin crawl. Worse than them big ole roaches we had in Mobile. MmmMmm. There they got them flyin' waterbugs big as ya palm —