Tales from the Road: New Orleans, 1976
My First Mardi Gras (Flash Nonfiction)
© copyright 2012 by Sara Jacobelli
Dinner: Central Lockup moldy baloney sandwiches. Dessert: the primordial smell of despair. My downstairs bunkmate is an old drunk barfly, she leaves me alone. The woman in the cell across from me provides the singular entertainment; she recites soap opera plots nonstop line by line. I am young and skinny and climb the bars and bounce off the walls to burn off energy. There is a barred window down the end of the hall, you can’t see anything, but you can hear the faint sounds of carnival parades somewhere in the distance.
Photo Credit: “1890s Mardi Gras parade on Canal Street,” by Wikipedia, Public Domain Photo.