Saturday, August 30th: Baton Rouge - George’s Place @ 5:30pm Meet the cast of Louisiana Words - Baton Rouge: Lance Wise,  Nick Perere, & Sinisa Jancan.

 

 

The Louisiana Words Tour is hosted by Louis and Michael! They will be joined by 9 writers featured across 3 Louisiana cities: Lafayette, Baton Rouge, & New Orleans (in that order) for 3 live shows! Each show is one hour including open mic opportunities.  Yes! That means even if you are not a featured writer for these shows, you can still contact us or just show up to read! Each show is recorded so you will be able to show your friends and family! So, come join a supportive community and help make history with us! Here’s our schedule for the Louisiana Words Tour: Friday, August 29th, we are in Lafayette at Cavalier House Books @ 6:30pm. The cast of Louisiana Words Live: Lafayette is Madison Elizabeth Holland, Gabi Miller, & Ted A. Richard. Saturday, August 30th, we are in Baton Rouge at George’s Place @ 5:30pm. The cast of Louisiana Words Live: Baton Rouge is Lance Wise, Nick Perere, & Sinisa Jancan! Sunday, August 31st, we are in New Orleans at Allways Lounge & Caba...

 

  My father's silence spoke volumes to me. It never mattered what we did when I was with him, just that I was with him.  Over the years, she who spawned me would shout at me in a curse, "You'll be just like your father!!" Well, she was right in so many ways. I didn't/don't put up with her bullshit. In fact, I haven't seen or spoken to her since my step-father's funeral, 10+ years ago. I don't plan on speaking to her ever again, much less attend HER funeral. Fuck paying for it. Yes, I am like my father. However, in 2 things I am different. I will not die at 58, by my son "adjusting" my morphine drip, because I don't have the strength to take care of it myself. In fact, I plan to live to twice that age, that I might "erase" those things which she adulterated.  I held my father as he died. I told him all of the things that he "couldn't" say to me. I told him how much I had and will ALWAYS love...

Burning from within, My sin Is rubbing out on you; Twisting coils That scratch desire, My eyes Are haunting you beneath My caressing lust; My savage soul tears away Your inhibition; Come to me my sadist, Lick my pain And free my thirst; I kneel for you to take for good My innocence.

  Tone it down   for a minute.   I don't want to lose   me in your love.   Too much sap   is bad for the blood.   So much of you   has me soaring above.   I can't figure   you out. If you are Gelato   or White Widow.   I don't need to talk   when I'm with you. Just lay on your chest   like my favorite pillow.     Before I float away,   keep me grounded.   Before I lose my way,   keep your arms surrounded.    What more can I say? Not ready for a love unbounded.     One piece of   brick crumbled.   Give me   space to breathe. Just want to soak in this moment   and peer at you before your love   has me wreathed.     I enjoy gushers,   every leaking morsel. You have me gushing wide open,   I must admit. I’m cautious and skittery, but you-...

 

 

 

The Louisiana Words Tour is hosted by J. Michael Norris and the creator, Louis Toliver Jr.! They will be joined by 9 writers featured across 3 Louisiana cities: Lafayette, Baton Rouge, & New Orleans  for 3 live shows ! Each show is one hour including open mic opportunities . Yes, that means even if you are not a featured writer for these shows, you can still show up to read! Each show is recorded so you will be able to show your friends and family! So, come make history with us!    Friday, August 29th: Lafayette - Cavalier House Books @ 6:3 0pm  Meet the cast of Louisiana Words - Lafayette: Madison Elizabeth Holland, Gabi Miller, & Ted A. Richard. Saturday, August 30th: Baton Rouge - George’s Place @ 5:30pm Meet the cast of Louisiana Words - Baton Rouge: Lance Wise,  Nick Perere, & Sinisa Jancan. Sunday, August 31st: New Orleans - Allways Lounge & Cabaret @ 6:30pm   Meet the cast of Louisiana Words - New Orleans: Noah Tapper,...

As I lean into the mirror peering at my face The space between my breasts jumps into focus Stark, white, bony in contrast to my soft, heavy handfuls I run my finger down my sternum feeling my breath rise and fall Wanting other hands on me touching where my heart flutters Your appreciation and near-worship makes me tremble under your gaze Never ever felt so cherished and respected by anyone, you, a near stranger The goddess in me wakes languid and seductive, responding to you The poetry in my bones spoke to the music in your steps Temporary, transient, fleeting but the love is just as sincere I never believed in chemistry the way you leeched it from my marrow Wondrous discovery, basking in physicality touch and kiss and gaze An outward reflection of the inner fire When flames lick at each other their melding is not even visible A memory I will carry to my grave a memento of wild passionate drunken nights In my mind I will relive it always the night our souls brushed And the morning that...

  Two little girls sitting up at night, Whispering secrets under the moon, Watching shadows in candlelight, Inhaling scents of a southern June. Two young ladies walking in the sun, Sharing promises only they know, Chatting and laughing, making fun, Comforting each other as they grow. Two grown women living far apart, Learning and struggling to be on their own; Each one holding the other in her heart, Both of them feeling very alone. Two best friends home to reunite, Excitedly sharing stories of the past, Kneeling hand in hand by the firelight, Enjoying the love and making it last.

 

  I am so glad to be locking up those doors To a house of woes, drama, filth, and ingratitude That was the past and I’m ready for a new home As I walk around sweeping up the place Thinking about the pain I no longer have to endure I smile, cheek-to-cheek, that I don’t live here anymore Jiggling my keys and prancing around with my broom, my mic I don’t even need to play into the details to your risky business Your extreme home makeover was just covering up lies So long Yesterday To the man I was and the problems you caused I’m moving on, I sing the stor

  She sees people Walking in lines, shuffling past her constantly She's alone in her bed, in her head To any glancing eye But she sees people, not ones she recognizes Just people on their way, like herself She wants to follow but she's not quite ready yet She's tired, so tired, and most days now the fog doesn't clear away The cobwebs growing thicker They confuse her and she doesn't know what to do Surrounded by the people she loved She's all alone, facing the end But for the little girl  Who sat with her, laid in bed with her After days of not being able to see the little girl's face Last night, the girl turned around  She didn't recognize her, yet a part of her knew why she was there Until the end, unknown until right before she begins to cross over A silent sentinel,  Watching Waiting  Guarding Guiding Soon, she knows She'll get out of her bed On her broken legs She'll join the throngs of people And together they'll walk towards What comes ...

 

 

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    Let's express ourselves! Literacy helps free the mind! Literacy helps build community! Our voices matter more then ever! LouisianaWords.com is the home of Louisiana's LGBTQIA+ writers and our allies! We help market new and seasoned writers for FREE! Just submit your work and we’ll get you into our content rotation! You may submit your content to louisianawords@gmail.com or you may contact us through social media! Our summer 2025 season of new Louisiana Words content started Sunday, July 6th! As of January 2025, Louisiana Words has officially become a nonprofit organization! So, we are looking to share the good news with a few live shows across the state of Louisiana. We are planning a Louisiana Words tour to showcase local LGBTQIA+ writers and spread the word about  Louisiana Words, LLC . The show is free! The dates will be Friday, August 29 th  – Sunday, August 31 st . We will be visiting Lafayette, Baton Rouge, and New Orleans in that order....

 

Small talk Innocent chatter Idle gossip But the talk isn’t small The chatter isn’t innocent And the gossip isn’t idle We spend our lives talking, chatting and gossiping Always about others but seldom about ourselves What is so important about someone else’s life  That we spend our valuable time Trying to tear them down? Are our lives so uneventful That we must dwell on others’ misfortune? All my life I’ve been taught to tell the truth. “The truth shall set you free!” Bullshit!!! The truth hurts And my heart aches When faced with my own demons. It is so much easier staying mired In small (not so small) talk In innocent (not so innocent) chatter In idle (not so idle) gossip. I find myself hiding Behind the things that matter most to me. I hide behind the fact that I am intelligent Yet allow others to make me feel stupid. I hide behind the fact I am deserving Yet allow others to destroy my worthiness. I hide behind the fact that I live a life of achievement Yet allow others to make my...