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Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Lucky St. Part 1


Opens with overhead shot of a room, out of focus on the edges but in focus in the middle. Suddenly a leg stretches through the flame and goes back down. Music plays as we cut to shot of girl waking in bed. She stretches a little more, then looks to her right. Looks back at the ceiling. Sits up and out of camera frame. Credits start here. Floor shot and girls feet come into frame. She walks into the hall and trips over a toy car. Bends down to pick it up, then goes down the hall to her left and places it in front of a door. Continues the other way and into the kitchen. Cut to shot of cabinet door slamming and then we see two girls in the kitchen.

Georgia- Why am I up? [sitting in counter]

Barry- Well maybe cause you have school

Georgia- graduation.

Barry- yea.

Georgia- it’s final..it’s…it’s a pretty final thing

Barry- Final?

Georgia- Over. Ending. Ended. I’m ready to leave here. Onto bigger and better things

Barry- like what?

Georgia- [hoping off counter and opening the fridgerator] we don’t have juice.

Barry- oh, phoenix drank it all

Georgia – barrina, he always drinks the last of things.

Barry- [stops what shes doing] Gia..

Georgia- I know I know. Barrina is your full name. I’m just fucking with you

Barry- [starts cleaning again] it’s too early in the morning for fucking.

Georgia- [sarcastically] god. If one more person says that to me this week…

Barry- where’s Raleigh?

Georgia- In bed
Barry- [growing impatient] get her. Up. Please.

Gerogia- alright. [going down the hall and knocking on a door]

Hey Raleigh, Cali, get up.

The twins slowly get out of bed and move towards the door way. They’re sluggish and barely awake.

Georgia- don’t be too excited

Cali- [looking down at Georgia’s feet] are those my socks? [walking away]

Georgia- [ looking down, somewhat surprised] oh yeah, nice

All the girls walk down the hall and enter the kitchen where Barry is making food.

Cali- how are you such an ass hole?

Georgia- [walking towards her sister] it takes lots of practice

Barry- unbelievable

Georgia- Believe it.

Raleigh- is phoenix up yet?

Georgia- I’m not going in there.

Barry- C’mon Georgia I need you to help me out here

Georgia- No way Barry. Last time I walked in there unannounced I saw Julia Feather completely naked with…

Phoenix- [entering the room and interrupting Georgia, as he moves towards the refridgerator Georgia moves out of the kitchen and begins walking down the hall]

Barry – [ putting on a frustrated smile] Thank you.

Phoenix- [opening the fridgerator] we don’t have any juice…

Georgia- [waking back to her room] hey, start getting ready, okay?

Georgia enters her room, with her back to the door and begins to look at clothes she might wear that day. Barry enters in the doorway with a piece of paper in her hands.

Barry- [holding up the letter] got another letter…

Georgia- you open it? [Still looking through clothes]

Barry- it’s your letter.

Georgia- I don’t want it.

Barry- we all miss dad Georgia, but how long are you going to keep this up?

Georgia- [throwing a shirt over her head] I have graduation barry [she pauses] I’m graduating today.

Barry- what does that have to do with this?

Georgia- Short version…I’ll keep it up as long as I have to…

Georgia brushes past Barry and into the hallway. Barry stands for a moment and then places the letter on her bed.

Scene 2

Scene opens with Georgia looking in the bathroom mirror.

Donnie-[opening the girls room door and yelling inside] Georgia c’mon, we’re about to walk…

Georgia takes a long look in the mirror and then follows Donnie.

Cut to everyone sitting in their respective seats as the valedictorian talks.

Donnie- [leans in and whispers] can’t believe it’s over…

Georgia- I can’t believe how uncomfortable I am

Donnie- why? [pause] are you naked under that robe? Ha.

Georgia- (giving a slightly disappointing look) in your dreams

Donnie- [staring at Georgia] Georgia…

Georgia- [turning to look at him] what?

Donnie- write me from California, okay?

Georgia- [ pause] ok. – I’ll write you.

As they hug the graduation of their class is announced and everyone jumps up and down. Song playing “Pride [In the name of love] By U2”. Everything going in slow motion. Shot of Donnie and Georgia hugging and smiling. Shot of Lincoln clapping and watching everyone around him interact. His best friend Carl grabs his shoulders and he looks back smiling. But then he gets his first glimpse at Georgia from a far. Cut to shot of Georgia from a far. Cut to outside the stadium where everyone is taking pictures and hanging out. A flash.

Georgia and Donnie are taking pictures with Donnies parents.

Donnie- dad!

Donnies father- Sorry son. This camera…

Donnie- ahh dad. Let me help you…

Cut to shot of Lincoln watching Georgia from a far.

Carl grabs his shoulders again.

Carl- wake up man. [pauses while Carl looks in the same direction Lincoln was just looking in] what are you looking at?

Lincoln- nothing man

Carl- oh [pause] oh I get it. You’re looking at…um…what’s her name? [pause while he thinks] Georgia?

Lincoln- I don’t know what you’re talking about

Carl- that’s just like you to wait till the last day

Lincoln- I didn’t wait till the last day. For what? What are you talking about?

Carl- she’s…

Lincoln- she’s?

Carl- I don’t know. She’s just different.

Lincoln- and you don’t like different

Carl- you don’t know different.

Lincoln- Different?

Carl- Special

Lincoln- Different or special?

Carl- Different. Special. Something. Weird. [pause] I don’t know

Lincoln- all that. huh?

Carl- hey[pause] she’s trouble. You don’t know her man

Lincoln- you don’t know her either. [pause] but I want to know her

Carl- what for?

Lincolns Father- Lincoln!

Lincoln- c’mon my parents are ready.

Lincoln gets up and goes out of frame, Carl lingers and then follows.

Scene 3


Opens with Georgia sitting at a table in the mall food court waiting. Drinking a glass of water. She turns the glass a couple times. Then takes a sip. Another sip. Then she begins to gulp it down. Donnie comes into frame from behind her and hit her on the back. She chokes a little

Georgia- Donnie! [pauses, and he sits across from her] you almost killed me..

Donnie- wasn’t my intention…okay listen up.

Georgia- Ya. So what is so important that you made me come here. To this consumerist black hole

Donnie- this isn’t the…whatever

Georgia- [sipping from the water again] whatever, what do you have to tell me?

Donnie- Alright. You ready for this? [pause. Georgia nods her head] I met a girl.

Georgia- a what?

Donnie- Adrianne.

Georgia- dark one…

Donnie- what?

Georgia- it means “dark one”, its Latin origin, is she Latin? Well what am I saying? No one is really latin, they could be from latin America maybe, but not latin, ya know?

Donnie- No. shes white. Average. Nothing special, and above all not exotic.

Georgia- so what are you doing with her?

Donnie- I don’t know. Nothing I guess.

Georgia- nothing?

Donnie- well I don’t actually know her, but from a far…..

Georgia- so if the world was ending. And everyone could make one phone call to someone they truly love. She wouldn’t call you, would she?

Donnie- Maybe…

Georgia- that’s tragic. You’re tragic.

Donnie- If I am so tragic why do you hang with me?

Georgia- because I cant afford not to. Because tragedy needs company and my misery is the perfect companion.

Donnie- I need a coke[pauses looking around and then standing up] you want?

Georgia- you know I don’t drink soda. It stunts my growth.

Donnie leaves the frame and we focus on Georgia sipping her water for a moment. Then Donnie comes back into frame and sits in the exact same spot.

Donnie- okay. That phone call thing. How. How can I be her one phone call?

Georgia- I don’t even know this girl. I don’t love. I don’t know what it means to be someones one phone call. I hate the phone. You would have been better off not telling me this

Donnie- why?

Georgia- because I will crush you. because its unbelievable to me that anyone could love anyone else, for real. [pause while she sips her water] not without killing each other anyway.

Donnie- is this about your mom?

Georgia- this is about you, and one phone call.

Donnie- she wrote you again

Georgia- sure

Donnie- is this about Lincoln?

Georgia- Lincoln who?

Donnie- Cole. Lincoln Cole.

Georgia- [crossing her arms] there is nothing. Me and Lincoln cole. There is no me and Lincoln. I don’t even know him. He seems like a fable. Something you made up. No, I don’t know Lincoln cole.

Donnie- What’s the big deal?

Georgia- Donnie. I don’t know him. He doesn’t know me. I mean, why would he want to?

Scene 4

Opens with Lincoln lying on his couch reading a book.

Kristen- are you going to read that book all day?

Lincoln moves the book from in front of his face to see his sister standing over him.

Lincoln- hello Kristen

Kristen- I missed your graduation. I know.

Lincoln- it’s alright.

Kristen- [biting into an apple] business was crazy.

Lincoln- I hear NY is like that

Kristen- you have no idea. [Pause] so how was it?

Lincoln- I graduated Kristen.

Kristen- Okay. Just wondered if anything exciting happened?

Lincoln- what? You mean like someone dying, or what?

[Kristen stops chewing on her apple and pauses.]

No nothing like that kris. [she begins to chew again]

Kristen- Well I’m glad it went well [pause as she watches him pour a glass of water] I can see you are your normal sarcastic self

Lincoln- Sarcastic?

Kristen- little brother [putting down the apple and motioning Lincoln to the window] I got you a something. Just look outside.

Lincoln- That’s a car. [pauses, turns around and looks at Kristen] that’s a car!

Kristen- yup. [Pause] well don’t just stand here.

Lincoln- I don’t have anywhere to go.

Kristen- what about the girl or boy?

Lincoln- [walking over to the couch to sit down] I can attract neither boy or girl. There is no one. No girl

Kristen- there has to be a girl.

Lincoln- what, you don’t think I’m gay?

Kristen- Well you could be. [pause] are you?

Lincoln- if I were to be so lucky.

Kristen- trust me, men are no easier to read then woman.

Lincoln- I’ve never brought a girl home. EVER. I mean [pause] you don’t think that’s odd?

Kristen- I just figured you didn’t fall in love. [Sitting next to him] it was about love for me not gender.

Lincoln- Dad told me he suspected something.

Kristen- Dad still thinks women should go from the marriage bed to the childbirth bed to the deathbed [pause] his thinking is limited. One of the many reasons he and I can’t have a discussion without it erupting into a fight. Honestly, I don’t know how mom stays married to him. All these years. It’s incomprehensible. He’s just going to push you away, his only child.

Lincoln- Only child?

Kristen- Dad doesn’t even acknowledge me. You’re his son, his golden child. It’s okay, I’d rather be the villain in the family. It’s much more fun. [Pause] So dad thinks you’re gay?

Lincoln- of course he does. As if I haven’t lived up to enough of his standards. I’m going to the best school. I spent my entire school career with books instead of friends. There is nothing left I can do for him. I’ve done everything I can. Except for the one thing I was supposed to do…

Kristen- Bring home a girl?

Lincoln- Any girl. A beautiful girl, who wears skirts and speaks only when I tell her too. [pause] but I don’t want that Kris. I know exactly who I want and how I want it.

Kristen- who is this girl? [pause] Seriously.

Lincoln- I’m going to read in my room. [pause] you home for a while?

Kristen- I have to go back on Thursday. But before I go, you have to promise me a ride in that car

Lincoln- it’s a promise.

Kristen- [as Lincoln leaves the room] who reads on a Saturday night? You can’t be that smart little bro [the door slams to his room]

Cut to Lincoln in his room. The Typical guy room. Boring. But lots of posters of favorite bands and movies. But of course some science ones as well. There is one window and next to that a night table. On the night table is a lamp with a wooden base. This light can only be turned on by pulling the chain that hangs from underneath the cover. Lincoln turns on the light a falls onto his bed. He sits for a minute trying to read. Then he knocks on the wall. Kristen appears in the doorways a few minutes later.

Lincoln- [to Kristen as she stands in the doorway] are mom and dad out for the night?

Kristen- ya. They said something about a party. You know mom and dad they are the social talk of the town. [pause] why?

Lincoln- I’m going out. [swings legs over the side of the bed and puts on shoes, then runs past Kristen]

Kristen- ya, see you later. [Kristen stands in the doorway waiting for Lincoln to come back. Suddenly you hear the door slam, footsteps towards Kristen. Lincoln appears in the doorway again] the keys are in my purse.

Lincoln- thank you [exits]

Voyeur


The door swings open.
The lights turn on, you’re standing there.

Your room, ignited with inexperience, illuminates every pore on your skin.
You’re bathed in something wicked.
I shudder.

The glass window crystallizes with fog from your cigarettes.
I stroke it.
You dip down and lay back,
Still completely oblivious.

It’s cold now, nightfall has come.
My fingers chill at the tips.
My teeth chatter.
My eyes glued to your aura.

You’re asleep now.
Your stomach slowly pulsing up and down.
The light of your room slowly fades to black.
I’m still here.
Your eyes heavy with discomfort are closed now.
My eyes alive with greed are staring.
When I watch you like this I go all crooked.

4am hips

(and finger tipped shapes graze the thighs skin)
without caution
Here, below my
nothing.
bold brown eyes
staring.
you do not know why my breath turns blue

Ask again, please
no, this does not require permission
reach.
my hair dances at the sight of your flame
flame. or passion.
i swallow your flame, anxiously
and this is nothing like the first time we met

Accidents.
yes please, call them accidents
you (did) and not know how strong you were
sweat.
Through my sweat.
My body quivered and shook
together you both thought i was reactionary
friction.
you caused friction here.
i melted below the window
fibers.
tiny brown fibers sticking to my skin

my hips.
thief, you stole my 4 am hips
And are no longer
longer. you are. gone.

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Lucky St. Part 2

Georgia fell asleep on her bed. She wakes up to her little sister Raleigh standing over her.

Georgia- [huge gasp of breath] what are you doing?

Raleigh- not watching you sleep. If that’s what you think.

Georgia- I have no Idea what I think right now.

Raleigh- are you going to California to get away from us?

Georgia- Ral, it’s not like that. You’re too young, you can’t understand.

Raleigh- I get it. You can’t stand it here. So you run away. That parts obvious. What’s not clear is what’s making you want to run. I’m not that young Georgia, and age has nothing to do with being a coward, anyone at any age can run away from problems rather than deal with them.

Georgia- I’m not running.

Raleigh- [sees the unopened letter on Georgias floor] is this about mom?

Georgia- if I still had one it might be about her.

Raleigh- I know you can’t forgive her, but you’ve got to grow up. We all miss daddy too, but at least mama talks to you. She doesn’t even want to speak to the rest of us.

Georgia- and for that you love her?

Raleigh- [pause] you don’t decide what love is, you have to talk to her. Why is it we all see what you can’t?

Georgia- Well that because you guys weren’t there when it happened. She’s only keeping me close so I won’t testify against her parole hearing. Nothing your mother ever says is about love, only convenience. I don’t want to know that woman, can’t anyone understand that?

Raleigh- don’t you understand I do want to know her? And that if you don’t talk to her, forgive her, I can’t ever really know my mother. Just because you hate her doesn’t mean I have to.

Georgia- you don’t want to know a woman like that. [pause] fuck it. Maybe you do. I’m not protecting you anymore.

Raleigh- No one ever asked for your protection

Georgia- You’re right and I can’t stay here with that. [pause] In fact I can’t stay here with you. [Georgia gets up and begins to put on clothes]

Raleigh- You know, you’re so good at running away aren’t you?

Georgia- Raleigh, shut up! What the hell do you know about me?

Raleigh- a whole lot, you are my sister for god sake.

Georgia- That means nothing, nothing. You being my sister doesn’t mean you know me any better than someone I’ve never met. Believe me.

Raleigh- We’re talking about mom…

Georgia- [yelling] No Raleigh, you’re talking about Cheryl! Im fucking listening to you and I don’t even know why. She’s gone. She’s in prison. She killed our father and you have nothing but forgiveness for her. Well I’m sorry Raleigh, I can’t forgive her. I will never forgive her. How can you forgive that?

Raleigh- Because maybe it’s not my job to pass judgment. I mean, my god Georgia She’s still our mother. [pause] where are you going?

Georgia- Away. Gone. Running. I’m so good at running remember? [She slams the door to her room. Runs down the hallway and leaves the house. Raleigh sits on the edge of the bed. Lights down]

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

today she is rusty

Well, today i hate myself more than normal. Which im sure was their intention to begin with. But i don't blame anyone but myself for this - i am horribly worthless and if nothing else - this has helped me see that.

Monday, June 22, 2009

White Horses

White horses gallop where I cannot.
They feed on a poison thing,
That thing is you.
They tear at you.
Bruising your flesh.
The same flesh I wished to love.
White horses drink what I cannot.
The boundless flow of your eyelashes.
The red and black glow of your sockets.
The river that flows between your legs.
White horses see what I cannot.
The truth of you and your glory.
The way all things dissolve slowly on your palms.
White horses are what I am not.
The ones who are worthy of you.

48 hours after letting you go

Love. It dances.
Batters my torso and rips out my spinal cord.
Using it as a losso to capture my legs.
And as a finale it swallows what’s left of me.
My mortality. My reign. My indecision
It at once came apart – like snapping the neck of a whimpering victim.