Mississippi

            There is still a lot of moist around the dirty mud from Mississippi. Yet the nday has awaken bright and clean at that time, there was a dark mistery and also a disturbing silence echoing from the children who already were outdoors playing soccer and tasting a fake truth -  children who are hanging over the corners of New Orleans. Thieves are noticed escaping from chimneys and backyard upstair windows. The houses are clean and painted in white. The corridors are covered with shade and full of doors. The attics are standing still washing the landlords' places with decrepit life: smiling towards the stairs. Vivid stairs pointing at the front doors. The pounds, painted in red and flies. Flies that are eaten by frogs. Frogs that are eaten by snakes. Snakes that are eaten by crocodiles. It never finishes. Endless and traditional: vicious cycle or natural course?