"Meshasébé ba"
Pendan lotonn é livè, nivo dolo dan Meshasébé-la bésé. Torti é sô zanmi-yé kouri lwin lévé-la, lwin aou moun pèddi yê larjen dan Baton-Rouj. Nimpòt ki ka marshé parmi narb-yé dan labou obòr Meshasébé-la dan tem-çála. Yé ka trouvé lézòt kishò ki té pèddi osit…

Ka trouvé drigay laba. Ka trouvé skélèt barbi, boutéy, vè, tent, rou, kòrd, fil péshé, é parfwa larjen pèddi laba. Pèsonn parl pou tou yê trouvé, dô. Souven, yê tro pœr. Souven, yê tro tris.

Kèkishò ki pèddi sô pwal – remplasé avèk mous é bransh – ki pèddi sô kamradri sòti dibwa pendan lanwit. Fòrm ki flòt-çilayé japé dan in manyè dròl. Yé fé son paréy kòrn bourgo é shyin en doulè.

Dan matin, wawaron-yé groñé.

"The Mississippi River is Low"
During autumn and winter, the level of the water in the Mississippi lowers. Turtle and his friends go far from the levee, far from where people normally lose their cash in Baton Rouge. Anyone can walk amongst the trees in the mud along the Mississippi during that time. They can also find what else has been lost…

They can find trash down there. They can find catfish skeletons, bottles, glass, tents, tires, rope, fishing line, and sometimes cash lost out there. No one tells all about what they find there, though. Often, they’re too scared. Often, they’re just too sad.

Something that lost its fur – replaced with moss and branches – that lost its camaraderie, slumbers out of the woods at night. These floating forms bark in some odd manner. The sounds they make… are like foghorns and dogs in pain.

In the morning, bullfrogs croak: wawaron.