Steve S Departs NOLA

Steve S has left the city.

Last evening was a fitting finale: a classmate's birthday party replete with food, drink, music, and friends. After a meal, light and people spilled down the grand front staircase out into the half-dark of a hazy full moon, the plastic magnolia leaves shaking and shimmering overhead as a pinata zipped up and down on a bough, a train of blindfolded fools doing their best with a broom handle, laughter and cheap candy all around, strangers rolling up as the candles on the cake shifted to wisps of smoke.