Branson M.O

By Jesus L. Diaz

INT. Meade high school — day

We see the view of a high school hallway through the lens of a wrinkly dinky digital iPhone camera. Tracking down the walls in a singular continuous shot with small sounds of wind in the background.

A BENCH

Sits gazing outside the bright window with lights shining down on it.

A STAIRWELL

Sits still with no life left on it other than the view of dust costing on by its steps.

A CLASSROOM DOOR

Sits decorated and still with no life on it.

We see a teacher teaching a class, unable to be heard by the audience.

Cut to:

INT. Meade high classroom — moments later

We see a teacher sitting at their desk occupied away from their work through the eyes of an iPhone camera once more. The person holding the iPhone camera we see through is JAY-JAY (18). A shaggy haired high schooler with something to hide, and not yet much of his character to be understood.

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The Inside of The Energy Drink (Screenplay in Progress) By: Jesus L. Diaz

EXT. Roadside — night

We see a figure holding a large BACKPACK by its top handle, hastily walking down a dimly lit ROAD. His feet are touching the ground in a rapid pace, as if to try to escape from some unseen figure. This is BAYLEAF (17) It’s dark and cold out, at least 8 PM. The man is walking with one foot in the grass and another foot on the asphalt, barely able to keep balance. THE TALLER GRASS next to him begins to move and shift, it’s a windy night out, too windy to be moving out like this. Next to him, We see a figure with a tall and slim form wearing a horse mask, this is HORSEFACE.

bayleaf

One step…two-step…three step… I am so close. What if in my own idea’s I can imagine something for my comfort. Can I take comfort in myself?

horseface

What are you talking about?

bayleaf

This can be made easier, easily, really.

horseface

How?

bayleaf

To stop relying on others thoughts for masking, to think my own thought’s and find comfort in them.

horseface

Was that harder for you before?

bayleaf

What would you assume?

horseface

You aren’t stepping correctly.

bayleaf

What?

horseface

The way you step is wrong.

bayleaf

Which part?

horseface

The feet.

We see horseface begin to move closer to bayleaf and point at his shoes, showing how off-putting the presence of feet on two different surfaces are.

bayleaf

How do I fix this?

horseface

If you take a third of a step back, and 1/50 of a step forward, you can catch your balance and stay only on the grass.

bayleaf

That’s confusing. I’m confused, you need to repeat it.

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I’m not I couldn’t be.

By. Jesse Diaz

I’m not hot

I’m not sexy

I’m not sexually attracted to

Can I still be cute?

Can I still be funny?

If I cut do I look better,

Will I look hotter?

No-

Yes-

No-

Yes-

I cut on me for you?

Cut’s?

By. Jesus L. Diaz

Cutting oneself is great

But

Can I cut deeper?

Skin

dried

blood?

No communication?

No problem,

Get Better.

Nothing can make you anxious

You just get sad.

Don.t

by. Jesus L. Diaz

Don’t cry

Just Change.

Just breathe

Don’t blink.

Get better,

love harder?

Can I?

Take better health

get better steps.

You can be okay

he can to

believe if you can

leave if you need to

Work, keep working

do the project, do the dues

just try to be happy

Work towards you.

Figure 8

By Jesus L Diaz

Contemplated thorough examination;

Bolstering.

Passing tones,

Passing blankets

Passing clothes.

I’m the Beast.

How do I feast, with her?

It is always 500 days of fall,

An eternal sunshine graved upon.

This streak is melting,

What if it’s love

Is gone forever?

Not yet, it could be,

We might be alright

We could be okay.

Maybe we might just Die.

It can be all okay,

We might be alright,

Let’s Feast.

Feast this good dinner.

Sun’s Shadow

By. Jalin R Marie

Nothing in this world beats the feeling of loneliness. Nothing in this world hides any part of me that I don’t regret. When I look at the sky I feel somber. I feel the need to fly and dance in the atmosphere like a gust of wind. It’s almost as if I belong there. Do the birds ever feel lonely? When birds chirp, are they talking to their loved ones and looking at the sky with the same love as I? Sometimes I gloat and peer at others as if I don’t wish to. Wish for a chance to become my own greatness. The sky shares the same shine. 

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Her. By: Jesus “Jesse” Diaz

She had never been there for me

She had me in her grasps under her thumb

She had me, mirrored me towards her own emotions

I wish I had raised more heart and emotion

I wish I could have let everything out

I wish I could have screamed at the top of my lungs

I never had the room to mentally heal

I never had the ability to cry physically

I never had a point to raise my voice

I wanted it to be okay

I wanted myself to stay happy

I wanted my friend to not have tried anymore

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