Tag: daydreams
Daydream Sequence #7
On Friday night I was caught in the middle of a campus shooting. I survived. Early in the day, I had sat in on a conversation between obvious gang members. Various pieces of their clothing, including the requisite kerchiefs, were the same color and signaled this to me. While I was not a member of [...]
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Daydream Sequence #6
http://www.myspace.com/darleneanitascott Last night I nearly drowned. I’m not sure how I ended up in the water.It was salt water, frothy, and that brownish color of a pond or lake and there was a lot of turbulence, so I was struggling. You should know that I am not a swimmer in my waking life. My personal [...]
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A Note About Daydream Sequences
http://www.myspace.com/darleneanitascott If you've followed my posts, you've also followed my daydream sequences. Let me explain: I am not superstitious though I am convinced that reality is relative and mostly a creation we make to manage our lives. For me, that idea probably began before I was born, conceived, or even was a twinkle in the [...]
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Daydream Sequence #5
Once upon a time there was a nerd girl with tendencies toward hermit-ism, green-ness, and not a little--oh I already mentioned--nerd. At this time also lived a boy with tendencies toward the same, a dope sneaker collection, and random sundry other traits that bear mentioning (just not here; not now).
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Daydream Sequence #4
This morning I was lynched. Me and two or three other black men ( I was a man this morning) are hung from rafters in a barn-like building by several white men for a non-descript crime. Terror envelopes me enough to want to wake up but curiosity keeps me in this kinda-wake-closer-to-sleep state. I [...]
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Daydream Sequence #3
Biggie Smalls is on my couch. With me. And some other chick who wants to be there way-y-y-y more than I do. I'm not sure why I am doing this. Not really sure what "this" is. The dream offers no answers. I am sure of how much I don't want to. Finally he falls [...]
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Daydream Sequence #2
Photo: Neil D. MacLean (www.sixfivephotography.com) I wrote this one down back on 01.05.05 according to my notebook. __________________________________________________________ The teenaged boy was straightening his dress pants with his palms, surveying them stretched, around 38 inches, across the bed. His little brother, about ten, wondered out loud what his big brother was up to. The teenager [...]
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Homesick
“Some days I sit like a child/who’s afraid of ghosts in the night/I know ain’t nothin’ out there/I’m still afraid to turn off the lights…” --Amos Lee (Arms of a Woman) “Only a dreamer knows what it’s like to be homesick for a place s/he’s never been.” --a postcard in Mrs. Paterson’s classroom [...]
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Daydream Sequence #1
Freed Slaves in Richmond, VA 1865 Paul McWhorter http://www.old-photos.blogspot.com The ghosts, a friend warned me, would visit. She advised me to keep pens available, to light white candles. I already had a few pens and mackin’ lights—well, I lit candles but they weren’t necessarily white. I was almost eager to meet them when I first moved in. [...]
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