Combine all of them into a series of NYC short stories!!
Linked by seeing or acknowledging each other!!
Saturday, March 28, 2015
Angie & Ruby Tuesday and Flapper's Guide!
Combine all of them into a series of NYC short stories!!
Linked by seeing or acknowledging each other!!
Saturday, February 28, 2015
Bridge
Combine with Angie!!
Magic world but not for the Alc. He follows everyone around, but he is invisible. Not such a great superpower.
Sunday, November 30, 2014
Respect
BuNi
only finds respect for those who work as hard as she does. Getting up at 3 in the morning for a 5am shift.
The Scandinavian blonde, who pissed in the bushes and then tried to make friends with her to hide from the cops, and confessed an addiction to cocaine.
She almost helped her or felt sorry. "But in the morning, I will be sober," and you will still be beautiful.
Under the Bridge/Don't Give Up combine to form the other part of the story. All those lost souls, collected in survival under the bridge. (Something to explore safely when there are none in sight)
only finds respect for those who work as hard as she does. Getting up at 3 in the morning for a 5am shift.
The Scandinavian blonde, who pissed in the bushes and then tried to make friends with her to hide from the cops, and confessed an addiction to cocaine.
She almost helped her or felt sorry. "But in the morning, I will be sober," and you will still be beautiful.
Under the Bridge/Don't Give Up combine to form the other part of the story. All those lost souls, collected in survival under the bridge. (Something to explore safely when there are none in sight)
Sunday, August 31, 2014
Pictures of The Awful Bedroom NIGHT
He found himself showering twice a week. If that.
He enjoyed his own musk; nevertheless, he maintained basic cleanliness. And no one else seemed to mention his musk one way or another.
Living with his stuff in piles, he tried to categorize things by oftenness of use. Nevertheless, everything he needed everyday was always packed away.
He enjoyed his own musk; nevertheless, he maintained basic cleanliness. And no one else seemed to mention his musk one way or another.
Living with his stuff in piles, he tried to categorize things by oftenness of use. Nevertheless, everything he needed everyday was always packed away.
Grand Central Ghosts April 30
Grand Central Ghosts
Started 4/30/14
EMMETT at 24, skipped college (?) living in NYC
Determined to stay
(All my friends would LAUGH at me. Or my teachers, THIS is where you landed??)
==
This is where bitterness starts
Ideas lost to sleep
And dreams lost to waking
13 hours in a back broken bed
Catching up from yesterday
And hoping to invest in tomorrows REM
Nothing can match
3am Self hatred
Idea for paralleled monologues
As one train goes by
And one passenger sees the light
Baryshnikov and Willem Defoe
And the lust toward making good theater
Vs envy from Stubborn Tongue
At the New Ohio!!
Sound of breaking glass, on 72nd st
I stopped writing plays for 10 years!!
Men in too much cologne
And sleepy slumps of men
4am
Scent of unwashed, tired, poor
Humanity
Blocking out the light
Assault on the senses
Subways too loud too late
Or too early
Cackling roommate
Who cant close her door
2 bedroom turned to 3
Separated by plywood and a blanket
The April of no spring
No lilacs
No letter to my Ghost Father
Asking for advice
The arches
And blue sparks from the tracks
Lighting up the steal beams
Of a building in bloom
Get a little job
How little the bites are
That take away sleep
Rest
Shower, flowing water
Contentment
Silence
Good judgement
Friends
And finally
Can't switch shifts
Have to ask around
Who is the Shift Suprrvisor and why does everyone else have the authority to boss me around??
"Everything is about time"
==
Break at 6:30? Really? When I just started at 5?
Why is it still cold?
And raining. regressing to Spring/Winter/FALL
==
After shift ends at 10:45, Special entrance to the subway/GCT
51 Madison Ave? (but it’s on 42nd st!!)
Run to Actor’s Fund
Nobody knows how to turn on computers
“Teamwork makes the dream work”
Tall Sark
Tall bold
Talk blonde
Blonde floor
Seeing shit at the end of the day
Oh great
My friend
(And just when I started to get regular in the mornings. and now I can’t go to the bathroom)
Ha! Whoever THAT was can do it ANYWHERE!
He’s got more freedom than ME!
Above the Bridge? GWB
Don't give up!!
The black men, hunched over at 3 in the morning
Aching from lack of sleep
4:44am He Sees Himself as the Homeless Guy
He sees himself as the homeless guy!
Thanks the cops
Bc the smelly guys scare him
When they speak
So insistently
And then he showers
2x a week
Tries to cover up at first
Gives up
You can only smell him up lose
And nobody comes close to him
Subway workers keep their flashlights on
Too hard to turn them off!
Parallel to their legs
Hanging off a loop
Maybe it's self hatred that brings him to a job at 4am
He's a martyr
And good enough not to tell anyone
Or expect them to give him pity
Or allow him to complain
Gives him plenty of reasons to hate the world
All caps!
Carolyn
His rich sister/ GF
Expecting to be entertained
In any conversations he showsup to
He knows he can get in
By joking about cute furry animals
She went to MIT
And the only change has been from
Teddy bears to polar bears
She is using her consulting fees
"Consulting has been very very kind to me"
"Most people our age haven't paid off their mortgage, or saved for retirement"
And I'm just like, Really???
She may be book smart, but she never learned sensitivity.
The Most Glorious Thing in his life
Was sitting on the train at 125th st
Watching it emerge from the underground
The steel arches of the West Side Highway
A parking lot of traffic at all hours
(until he realized there was parking there)
Reminders of going grocery shopping there
Abundance of fresh fruit
And love
And now, the blue sparks from the train at night
Off the new construction
A skeleton of steel
Would it last as long as that bridge
Or the palisades?
Or the sunlight?
(which didn't last long enough for him
After college, after being told how smart he was
And not being able to find a job
Cursed?
Stupid?
Everyone told him to get work
"even if it's just in a coffee shop"
As if money prevents you from going insane
Or the American idea
Of noble work
He had never felt more suicidal
He had tasted life of the mind
Parties where he was witty
And jobs where he led meetings
Now he was being yelled at for not moving
For not frenetically cleaning in every spare moment
Or at least trying o look busy
The spring without lilacs
Walking to work in the freezing rain
Thanks the cops
Bc the smelly guys scare him
When they speak
So insistently
And then he showers
2x a week
Tries to cover up at first
Gives up
You can only smell him up lose
And nobody comes close to him
Subway workers keep their flashlights on
Too hard to turn them off!
Parallel to their legs
Hanging off a loop
Maybe it's self hatred that brings him to a job at 4am
He's a martyr
And good enough not to tell anyone
Or expect them to give him pity
Or allow him to complain
Gives him plenty of reasons to hate the world
All caps!
Carolyn
His rich sister/ GF
Expecting to be entertained
In any conversations he showsup to
He knows he can get in
By joking about cute furry animals
She went to MIT
And the only change has been from
Teddy bears to polar bears
She is using her consulting fees
"Consulting has been very very kind to me"
"Most people our age haven't paid off their mortgage, or saved for retirement"
And I'm just like, Really???
She may be book smart, but she never learned sensitivity.
The Most Glorious Thing in his life
Was sitting on the train at 125th st
Watching it emerge from the underground
The steel arches of the West Side Highway
A parking lot of traffic at all hours
(until he realized there was parking there)
Reminders of going grocery shopping there
Abundance of fresh fruit
And love
And now, the blue sparks from the train at night
Off the new construction
A skeleton of steel
Would it last as long as that bridge
Or the palisades?
Or the sunlight?
(which didn't last long enough for him
After college, after being told how smart he was
And not being able to find a job
Cursed?
Stupid?
Everyone told him to get work
"even if it's just in a coffee shop"
As if money prevents you from going insane
Or the American idea
Of noble work
He had never felt more suicidal
He had tasted life of the mind
Parties where he was witty
And jobs where he led meetings
Now he was being yelled at for not moving
For not frenetically cleaning in every spare moment
Or at least trying o look busy
The spring without lilacs
Walking to work in the freezing rain
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