The Louisiana Social Pledge

We pledge our allegiance to Louisiana. We will embrace what makes us and our state unique. Louisiana will be recognized as a leader and innovator of the New South. Many great leaders of the future will come from this state. And we will show both the media and politicians that we are smarter than them. We will no longer have our resources exhausted and our people used and left behind. We will work hard and play hard. We will protect each other. We will support each other. We pledge that we will do whatever we can to get these things in motion right now. We will no longer wait for a path to be cleared for us. We will clear the path ourselves. And we ain’t giving up easily. We will socialize in the real world just as well as we do on the internet…in hopes to organize ourselves effectively.

Thursday, October 30, 2014

Crueler Intentions: Part 1 (James Leland Ludeau-Lafayette, LA & Louis Toliver Jr-Austin, TX)

"Winston is such a he-bitch!" The football players whispered around the practice field. "I mean he used to be the new boy, now he thinks he is hot stuff since he got quarterback." And then came Tino, a freshman aiming for the throne. 

It was football tryouts. A new year ahead and Tino wanted the power he felt rightfully his. Winston was throwing the football, but when Tino walked onto the practice field, all eyes went to him. 

"I'm here to tryout for quarterback." Tino grinned. He was like a masculine black widow, he knew what he wanted and had the ambition to get it.

"I'm the starting quarterback," Winston dropped the football and walked over to his challenger. "Who are you. I mean what are you? A freshman?" Winston laughed, the other guys joined in. 

"Who is this kid?" One of the guys whispered to another. 

"A kid with balls," another responded. 


"I earned this position, buddy. Two years to get here. Freshmen don't just become quarterbacks," Winston threw the football with force to Tino who caught it with ease.

"Yes, I know about you. The new boy a couple years ago, then a sudden rise to popularity." Tino grinned and then threw the football back with severe strength. "Right after my sisters's death."

"Sister?" Winston caught the ball getting pushed back a bit. 

"Yeah, Tina Novac. That was my sister and I know everything. So, it's only matter of time," Tino began walking off. 

"Only matter of time til what?" Winston asked aggravated. 

"I kill you," Tino disappeared into the bleachers like a spider in its web.

Boys Get Scared Too: Part 2 (Louis Toliver Jr-Austin, TX)

It was after the sixth ring, Lucas was slowly eating, watching the phone, Kevin was looking at the other guys, and Jake stood staring at the phone glancing at Kevin.

"Um, that's six times now. Unavailable. No message," Jake itched his groin then looked at Kevin. "This is kinda freaking me out."

"Ha, well smoking pot is off the table," Lucas slurped the milk from the bowl. "It's a wrong number. I'm sure."

"Why would someone dial a number six times in a row, no message," Jake came and sat at the table with the other two. Kevin was sitting quietly. The phone rang again. 

"Seven times," Lucas added. "Why would they call seven times?"

"How about we just answer the phone?" Kevin leaped up and snatched the cordless phone. "Who is this?" There was just silence. "Hello? Hello?" The phone hung up. Kevin hung up the phone. 

"Who was it?" Jake asked. 

"I don't know. They just hung up." Kevin grew nervous. "Maybe we should put some clothes on and go somewhere or something."

"Put clothes on? Screw that? I'm about to to enjoy this freedom. No parents. Get butt-ass naked and go swimming in your pool." Lucas got up and took all his clothes off. "Pussies are scared of phones. Grow a pair, like mine," Lucas started flopping his penis in Kevin's face and slapping his backside. "You can worry about the phone. Jake, throw me a beer," Jake did and Lucas flew to the pool.

The phone rang again. 

"Jake. This is driving me crazy." Kevin picked up the phone. "Hello?"

A deep sinister voice began, "Is this Kevin?"

Kevin paused, "Um, yeah."

"Is Jake there?" The sinister voice asked. 

"Jake, he wants to know if you're here," Kevin looked over to Jake.

Jake grabbed the phone, "Who is this?"

"Is Lucas there?" The sinister voice asked. 

"We're all here, bitch. Who is this?"
Jake yelled. 

"Good. You'll find out soon." The sinister voice became a dial tone.

Wednesday, October 29, 2014

Boys Get Scared Too: Part 1 (Louis Toliver Jr-Austin, TX)

It's was a boys' sleepover. Their boys' sleepover. Jake, Kevin, and Lucas. Three very close high school friends at Kevin's house. 

"Who wants to say "Candyman" in the mirror?" Lucas laughed. 

"Please. Save the games for kiddies," Kevin began changing. He took of his shirt and jeans, leaving just his plaid boxers on. 

"Ugh, boxers are so gross," Jake took off his clothes revealing his black briefs. 

Lucas remained in a t-shirt and basketball shorts, "How about no underwear?" 

They left Kevin's bedroom and headed to the kitchen of the one story house. Kevin's parents were out of town so the boys walked around freely bantering with each other. 

"I don't want to play in that basketball game tomorrow. Coach is such a dick," Lucas poured a bowl of cereal. "I'm probably going to be on the bench cause know."

"Um, cause you got drunk before the last game and passed out in the showers...right after you jerked off in Bobby's gym locker," Kevin made a protein shake. 

"I hate Bobby Garvin. Douche." Lucas chomped on his cereal. 

"You gotta crush on the guy or something?" Jake grabbed a beer from the fridge. 

"Hey! Watch it! That's my Dad's," Kevin grabbed the beer. 

Jake grabbed it back, "He won't know. He's an alcoholic, besides I'll replace whatever I drink." 

The phone rang. The land line. 

"Aren't you going to get it?" Jake opened the beer and took a swig. 

"No, I got a cell. That's house business. My parents can deal with it when they get home," Kevin sat down at the kitchen table, legs, open, his abs flexed. "I'm kinda bored."

The phone rang again. 

"Maybe you should answer it," Lucas moved to the table. 

"They didn't leave a message. Number is unavailable," Jake checked the phone. 

The ringing stopped. No message. The phone rang again. 

Sunday, October 26, 2014

Haunted (Louis Toliver Jr. - Swartz, LA)

Our ghosts are watching
The Past lingers in conversation 
The cemetery is cold 
Our graves have no blankets 
But it's our yearly date 
Which warms us
You ask, "How's your coffee?"
I say, "Cold," of course.
On Halloween
We walk hand in hand 
From grave to grave 
Making up stories of their dead lives 
Taking our minds off our dead lives 
"It's a shame I only see you yearly,"
I shrug at the moon
Look at you and move in for a kiss
You move away, "What year is it?"
I say, "I'm not sure." 
We see a tombstone with 2014
"We've been seven years dead," you pause
I move in for another kiss 
This time you let me
"If only I could have kissed you alive,"
I feel my death at these words.
We kiss throughout the moonlight
Wishing we had lived for our love 
When morning came 
You went in your grave 
And I went in mine 
Waiting for another year to pass 
Haunted by each other 

Rebels with a Cause (James Leland Ludeau III-Lafayette, LA & Louis Toliver Jr-Austin, TX)

We are rebels with a cause
my pause
until we win the right
end this fight
to hold who we want to hold
we're bold
hear us around the world
boy on boy
girl on girl
it's our right to love
we'll shove
you out the way
to say
our part
a new start
beyond politics
our heart ticks
one beat
on repeat
we will ride into the sunset
to get
what we know is ours rightfully........

We are rebels with a cause 
we're sick of political tricks
for a few doggie treats 
FIX our own country 
we, rebels, are ready 
to shout for more 
not be this country's whore 
let's start 
play our part 
reshape this land 
hold each other's hand 
man and man 
woman and woman 
our heart ticks 
one beat
on repeat 
let's ride into the sunset
our day is here......rejoice

Thursday, October 23, 2014

Circumstances (Kelly Hill-Lake Charles, LA)

You ever felt like no one was listening to you. Just a puppet dancing. Held by a string, you keep performing. Just another product of circumstances. 

My circumstances are that  I'm pregnant and white. Not really just white, but in Louisiana, black and white is all you hear. My baby's father is black, and so my family is ashamed. They want me to have an abortion or go away, have the baby and give it up for adoption.

I want my baby. I love my boyfriend. It will crush him if my parents take our child. It will crush me. I hate these circumstances.

Fly (Louis Toliver Jr-Austin, TX)

Eagle fly
You don't have to die 
In life, never ask why 
Just try 
No need to lie 
I'm not here to spy
Look me in the eye
Keep those tears dry 
Let your heart sigh 
And fly 

Wednesday, October 22, 2014

The Sun Led Us (Louis Toliver Jr-Austin, TX)

We came to 
Boat broken 
Life vests 
Not all us there
We were once seven
Three were missing 
Four floating in the sea
Sharks surrounded us
Waiting to smell death
We were full of life
Legs kicking home 
Grabbing hold of each other
Lost at sea
Determined to find a way 
Exhaustion hit 
We fought through the waves
But death came in the night 
We held onto our strength
Used it to propel us 
Swimming, almost drowning 
Hunger, thirst, fighting
Sharks, sharks, sharks, waiting
But we were smarter, faster
Instead of looking down 
We looked up 
The sun led us to land
We beat death 
And we lived 

Words United: Link Coming Soon

Tuesday, October 21, 2014

Jambalaya (Ty Thibodeaux-Houma, LA)

Stir the pot
Brown the rice 
Pick your spot 
Add some spice 

Feeding the Louisiana soul 
Sausage, chicken, shrimp
This dish makes us whole 
My stomach is my pimp 

Good times spent 
With a creation so easy 
Even during Lent
Life is so breezy 

Monday, October 13, 2014

Sit by Me (Louis Toliver Jr-Austin, TX)

Come sit by me
I don't care who you are
Where you come from
Let me
Wrap you in my arms
Looking out into the gulf
Dreaming better
Loving reality
You've been low
So have I
Lay your head on my chest
My heart'll take you high
Where we belong

Heritage (Gavin Stevens-Bossier City, LA)

Country boys do
What country boys do
I be me
You be you
I'll never hide
My Confederate heritage
Can't help the rebel in me
Ain't no racism
Ain't got no hate
I'm just trying to relate

Sunday, October 12, 2014

Words United....Coming Soon

Door (Louis Toliver Jr-Austin, TX)


Knock. Knock.

Someone's at the door
Waiting for a war
Knocking's getting louder
Maybe I should open it
Nah, not today
I've got to be sure
Who's side he's on


Knock. Knock.

I really have to know
Am I gonna get hurt?
I don't need anymore dirt
Knocking's getting softer
Maybe I should open it
His voice is calling for me
It sounds alot like me

I'm calling for me
I have to open the door