The indescribably emotion the people of New Orleans felt when they returned home to our city once so full of life coked by water, lashed by wind and burned by fryer. A mixture of longing for the home that had once been so alive, pain at having to resort to looting to get baby formula, and faint hope that someday our beloved city would become the woman that she once was.
The broken old woman griped her rosary and tried to fight of the feeling of katrinacide as the Super Dome shook.
by Sam / Panda Gril May 20, 2008