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Cabinet

A white room. Like burnished ivory, like karmic burden. Cut to a close-up on the back of a shaved head and neck. Several scars are visible on the back of the head. Cut to a medium distance shot, in which … Continue reading

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All the Young Joans

Afternoon in a park. Wide shot of charred patches of grass. Cut to a hand, in a fingerless glove, reaching down to touch the grass. Cut to teenage girl, JOAN #1, kneeling, her fingers moving through the grass. Her friend, … Continue reading

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Street Song

Screen black. Sounds of traffic. Fade in to city street at night. Cut to traffic lamp turning green to red. Cut to other shots of the city at night. Cut to a MERMAID, lying in the middle of a street … Continue reading

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William Faulkner

Moon turning blood-red, tides roiling, writer signs crosses to stand Time’s test, sound and fury bridled through carnal lightning and soil of pen.

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