THE BOOTH

Short Film coming Summer 2019! filmed by Renee of Chasing My Dreamz Media.

The Spaces Between Pt. 8

Enemy In Disguise RAJ Pickin’ up and seein’ my kids like this every day┬áis one of the best parts of my current situation. They don’t measure or value me only for productivity, paper, or pipe. I’ve been fuckin’ the game so long, it’s startin’ to fuck me back. “Huuuuuuh,” let me call this fat fuck…

The Spaces Between Pt. 7

WEB WE WEAVE TESSA “Hurts me the most when I wake I fumble and twist, ’til the truth starts to click There’s so much space in this bed These sheets go for miles: dreams of your smile” Sinead Harnett roarin’ from my bathroom.   Shufflin “have you seen my red tie?” Raj questions, but I continue to sing ignorin’ him. “I’ll…

The Spaces Between Pt. 6

Wedded War This really can’t be happenin’ right now! What the fuck is wrong with Jayce? “SECURITY! SOMEONE HELP ME GET THIS CRAZY MAN AWAY FROM ME!” I start hollerin’ at the top of my lungs. Raj’s father Ramon runs to my side “are you ok Liv? What’s goin’ on here?” Tears begin to roll…

The Spaces Between Pt. 5

Fired Up Frantically pacin’ back and forth. Jayce knows that he has finally exposed his hand.  “Bitch you just had to call didn’t you?” he screams in the phone. “Dumbass nigga you didn’t have to answer or respond the way you did” Tessa cackles. “That’s your muthafuckin’ fault, but anywho, how are we gonna make this happen…

Slugga- The Fight For Life

Sittin’ here snortin’ my last line of coke, thinkin’ about how I just royally fucked up. I lost the biggest fight of my life, and I know I gotta pay for this in the mornin’. I ain’ really give a fuck tho, because what could a muthafucka really do to me? Not a got-damned thing,…

The Spaces Between PT 4

Boop! Finally, time to go and I know because Jayce is textin’ me; it has to be six p.m. “Hey bae, you ready for tonight?” I can’t wait to feel him inside of me. I need to release this frustration from dealin’ wit’ Raj and his bullshit. Jayce and I were in love, happy, content;…

The Spaces Between Pt. 3

Arrrrgh, it’s just one of those mornings. Everything is moving at a rapid pace, and I’m late as hell! I’m wrestling with my four-year-old girl’s hair, Aspen, she got her name from where she was conceived. I couldn’t tell you if she belonged to Raj or Jayce, but she’s my spittin’ image. Almost like I…