May 2013
2 posts
I'm supposed to be...
Doing a lot of things that I’m not doing because I’m too busy thinking about my next shoot. I’m addicted.
2 tags
October 2012
1 post
'The Death of a Dreamer' or 'It's Hard Being a...
July 2012
1 post
Famous Last Words
Hello,
It’s time we’ve met.
Sincerely,
The End.
January 2012
3 posts
Somewhere I Belong
I spent New Year’s Eve/Day alone this year. I spent my birthday alone this year. I can’t blame anyone. They’d say that both were by choice. Truth is its by design. I am without kin. Without connection. I try so very hard.
I’m done trying.
Happy New Year
October 2011
2 posts
“Care nunn bout it.”
– Keisha Daniel
Looking back on it
I did it all wrong.
September 2011
4 posts
Simplicity
When it’s gun to temple or run to temple, the answer is the one that’s simple.
And all that I've really wanted...
Was for someone to say, “I know you Jamaal Daniel.”
A Conversation of Ends and Beginnings
She says to him, “I want you to feel better. I want you to feel the same. Mostly I want to change it all and have you stay the same.”
The rhythmic delivery of her words lands on his ears to a beat and he asks, “Is this from a song?”
Her face reflects the seriousness of her words and without confirming or denying she asks, “Are you ok?”
He looks around the...
August 2011
8 posts
Say something...
Anything. Say a little. A little would be enough. Enough to hear another voice. Enough to feel another’s presence.
….
Say something. Pick a subject and discuss it. What do you know? Do you know what you feel? Well say that. They are all waiting. All wanting. Wanting to hear what it is that you keep bottled away. See. I’m not the only one. I’m just the one that will beg....
“This is what you shall do: Love the earth and sun and the animals, despise...”
– Leaves of Grass by: Walt Whitman
Relax.
Rebel.
Coping Mechanisms
1.
You walk into a house and you see your brother’s feet dangling from what used to be the attic that mom hid the Christmas toys in. Used to be because now, no matter how hard you try, you can only think of him climbing up there. Sobbing maybe, terrified of what he is about to do and the effect that it will have on his family and friends. They’d forever be known as loved ones....
These demon days
So cold inside.
Hop in. I'll drive.
Janet said it. I believe it. Control. Who has it?
Whispher
The wind will catch it
