<p>Childhood blooms through the adulthood reflections of Hurricane Ida. All our love to Gerald. We all have the need to display our insecurity in the desert, no matter where that desert may be. Bring out your dead! Show your flesh! Let's pretend our poetry makes sense. Let's get our words naked. </p>

Childhood blooms through the adulthood reflections of Hurricane Ida. All our love to Gerald. We all have the need to display our insecurity in the desert, no matter where that desert may be. Bring out your dead! Show your flesh! Let's pretend our poetry makes sense. Let's get our words naked.

<p>Childhood blooms through the adulthood reflections of Hurricane Ida. All our love to Gerald. We all have the need to display our insecurity in the desert, no matter where that desert may be. Bring out your dead! Show your flesh! Let's pretend our poetry makes sense. Let's get our words naked.&nbsp;</p>

Sanity Returns Following the Storm

New Orleans-born Drawn & Quartered literary magazine's weekly hour of incinerating poetry, supernova prose, in-depth and mindless conversations, dark, twisted humor, and heavy bottle-clanking drinking recorded weekly in a section of Studio Viva called "Plant Camp" and once monthly in Backspace Bar and Kitchen located at 139 Chartres St. New Orleans, Louisiana - in a section of the French Quarter known as "Death Row." All Killer, No Filler.

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New Orleans-born Drawn &amp; Quartered literary magazine's weekly hour of incinerating poetry, supernova prose, in-depth and mindless conversations, dark, twisted humor, and heavy bottle-clanking drinking recorded weekly in a section of Studio Viva called "Plant Camp" and once monthly in Backspace Bar and Kitchen located at 139 Chartres St. New Orleans, Louisiana - in a section of the French Quarter known as "Death Row." All Killer, No Filler.

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