Pilot for "Erzulie and I" an orginal web series

undecided

Alice woke up when the Greyhound bus came to a stop. Taking a deep breath she grabbed her small suitcase and stepped off the bus. She had an appointment to look at an apartment. She had scribbled the address on the back of her hand. She had no idea how to get to that address. She walked toward the center of the bus station where she found a map. After staring at it for some time she decided to skip the subway and walk. She felt more comfortable above ground and on her feet.

She pushed through  the heavy door and stepped out onto the street. It was raining lightly and Alice took a deep breath taking in the somehow farmilar smell of fresh rain on asphalt. She tried not to stare at the city around her, not wanting to look like a tourist. She pulled her hood up and took off down the street.

      an hour later soaking wet she arived at the apartment that she hoped to rent. She was late and no one was there to meet her. Timidly she asked a old lady sitting at the close by bus stop where the library was, she needed to use the computer. The old lady mumbled something in a language Alice didn't recognize. 

it was quickly growing dark and alice was shivering. She walked to the end of the block and entered a small drugstore on the corner. She asked the clerk if there was a shelter nearby. The clerk gave her a funny look and shook her head.  defeated  Alice turned to go. 

"there's a place on 19th and avenue A." the answer came from a man who sat atop the trash can in the corner near the door. He was wrapped in a wool blanket that was stained and torn. Alice hadn't noticed him when she walked in. She stepped closer, " Would you be so kind as to point me in the right direction?" she said as she stepped towards him. " Who the fuck are you and why are you looking at me? get the fuck away from me you old dirty whore" the man screamed. His eyes had become wide and he began to shake back and forth.

" pardon me" alice whispered and and pulled open the door. Shaking off the unnerving feeling she began to walk again. She saw that she was standing on avenue C and 18th street. "ok"she whispered to herfelf, Ican find this place. She walked out into the night and headed for the shelter relieved she had somewhere to stay the night. Tomorrow would be better.

stuff of shakespeare

don't know where this anger came from...i actually felt like fucking hitting the person I love most last night. I was a little drunk, mean, but he hurt my feeling and instead of feeling sad as usual i just got really pissed. but i can't stay mad at him, and i know that's because  i love him so much but it also makes me feel weak, impervious to his cuteness.

a free write

searching for some reassurance that the footsteps I'm taking lead to something...tired of wondering how the next page will look, when love is tepid but trust is true.

missing

the sure thing

bring inside something unknown hoping it will change you for the better

the busy streets, people who have places to go, me i'm just sitting looking out the window watching the show, go, swiftly by

wish I had a cigarette, to sit atop the roof and stare at lady liberty....feigning to be free but just like me stuck in cement to this island. the island where I've come to fall in love...

no words for now, read what's there, see what's missing. my eye's blur and i can't see the words anyway. dripping black ink staining my memories with liquidated longings, someone's scribbled fantasy. I close my eyes as not to see the flood that washes away the same old story...

A little place detached from time

After A long hott week in NYC I'm visiting with awesome almost family friends who have a baby boy who's just over a year. his name is BRUNO! I've spent the morning in the snadbox with him and now he's having a nap. It feels so good to play with him and get out of my head and not take myself so fucking seriously!!!! Good medicine for anyone...especially when you're a 22 yr old woman who like it or not is getting that damn baby bug! eeek!

this afternoon we head to our own place in upstate new york. I just inherited all my late grandma's paints and supplies so i think this weekend is gonna be exploring with those...I'll post pictures if I create anything worth sharing! caio