August 19, 2019
Writer and poet El’Ja (LeJuane) Bowens reflects on a photograph by Southbound artist McNair Evans. As part of our Call & Response series in conjunction with Southbound: Photographs of and about the New South, we’ve asked artists, writers, and poets to respond to a photograph of their choice in the form of short written pieces.
Funny how life works sometimes
You find yourself arranging all the cards life gives you to your advantage
Just to use them all up
It’s always been a game that only one can play
But in the end, how do you win a contest that leaves you to be alone
At this moment, cold air fills the room around you like depression fills a body
Karma creeps to your ear laughing as you stare at the table
Cards lay awaiting for you to arrange and discard them all like the dreams and people
That once was available, but are now absent
Then sits the irony…
The fact that the game reflects where you currently sit in this life
Alone, playing solitaire.
Listen as El'Ja (LeJuane) Bowens recites his poem: