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Louis E. Bourgeois __________________________________________________________
There's a ghost on the page. I mean, I can't see the boy walking between pines anymore. Nor can I see the mist rise on those early morning hunts when the berries bloomed for the last time. I can't hear my mother call from the window anymore. Her voice falling through the early September dust. I can't smell the azaleas along the ditch where I caught crawfish for hours during the hottest months of summer. I can only remember a name that is no longer mine. __________________________________________________________
Louis E. Bourgeois is currently an instructor of literature at Rust College in Holly Springs, Mississippi and on the editorial staff of the literary journal Vox. His first full length collection of poetry, Olga, is forthcoming from WordTech in the fall. __________________________________________________________
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