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Sixsmith Drive
00:57
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"Sixsmith Drive"
Narrator: Dr. Morris Samson & James Langston
FIVE YEARS AND ONE DAY AGO
M. Samson: "Tell me who you are, tell me who you were, tell me what brought you here today. What do you have to say? And I will map a better way ahead."
J. Langston: "Can you fix my head? I'd really like to not wish I were dead. Do you have the answers I'm looking for today? Can you make me want to stay? Do I have a say on if I'm gonna finally be okay?"
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The Bad Wife
03:16
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"The Bad Wife"
Narrator: James Langston & Dr. Morris Samson
FIVE YEARS AND ONE DAY AGO
J. Langston: "Oh brother, tell me where do I begin? What can I say that hasn't already been said of how we lived in sin? It's indecent, I was the worst version ever of myself. I do not recognize myself. Help me before I go to hell..."
M. Samson: "Oh my boy, can you walk away to the court? 'Stay together for the kids' is not quite recommended. It's take your life, or take your life back from her. She will lead to your demise; your own personal bad wife."
J. Langston: "Dear helper, tell me where do I begin? This decade has worn me down to the bone, may I now finally give in? Please guide me, tell me which steps are necessary to take. I do not want to be awake. Why is my life always at stake? I'd really like to not wish I were dead..."
M. Samson: "It's take your life, or take your life back from her. She will lead to your demise; your own personal bad wife... unless you walk away right now."
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"Murder in the Land of Make-Believe"
Narrator: Juliet Langston
FIVE YEARS AGO
Day after day, it's the same sound. I try to escape to the clouds. Can I just play to pass the day away from you? I need to leave. These houses and humans make it so hard to play pretend. If I cannot drown the sound, I will find my own way out of their old mess. Am I allowed to play pretend? Day after day, the yelling starts and stops the smiles in my heart. Why can't they see that this routine is killing me? Someone just leave... I packed my bags, I did it quick. I'm weary of this same old shit. I heard my parents beg and plead, over probably nothing. I walked a block down Sixsmith Drive. I said "I'm on my own tonight", but I went home...
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Coleman Street
04:04
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"Coleman Street"
Narrator: Tamir Martin
1979
Segregation with the kids in the park. Schools reflect the hell in the streets. Monochromatic in the church, where preachers speak of hell from beneath. Death invites itself for the fun, where the smiles turn to blood and loud screams. Never knowing which way to run to escape from the gunfire they've seen.
It's always black and white on Coleman Street.
Another normal day is more than I can hope for, but I'm praying anyway that this won't be my final resting place. I see my brothers and my sisters in the street, bloody from guns and police. If I stay is this all I will come to be?
I cannot see a way to get ahead. If I look at the "devil" the wrong way I will be dead. Can I please entertain my dreams? I'd give up damn near anything...
Another bloody day is all we've come to know. If I make it to next year, I will graduate and finally hit the road. I see my brothers and my sisters in the street marching for what they believe. Dare I see if there is room for me? Can we break the cycle here? Can we cut the poison and the fear?
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Black Blood
02:42
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"Black Blood"
Narrator: Tamir "TJ" Martin Jr.
PRESENT DAY
I've been black my whole life, so this comes as no surprise. But it still hurts me anyway. I know not what to say. They, clad in blue, take our lives. Red hands dare snuff out our light, then throw our image on the screen; screaming we are the "obscene". Another victim painted guilty, chalk outlines plague the city. If I can't make you believe that this blood on the street is worth as much as the protectors you hold dear... If I can't just make you see this black blood on the street, then this assault will permeate endless, I fear. I have been black my whole life. It should come as no surprise that I am angry with this norm, now I'm welcoming the storm. You, under oath, dare to lie. I know not how you sleep at night. But they protect you just the same. This whole damn system is to blame. Another killer found "not guilty", chalk outlines plague the city.
Another way to judge the guilty, chalk outlines plague the city.
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Red and Blue Lights
03:58
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"Red and Blue Lights"
Narrator: TJ Martin
PRESENT DAY
I see the red and blue lights. I wonder if I'll escape this one with my life, or is it my time to die? I wonder if I should run? If I stay and plead my case will they say that I posses a gun? Will they rob me of life?
I see the red and blue lights. I wonder if I'll need to push and fight, will they kill me on sight? My hands are on "ten and two". I force a fake smile, say "how do you do?" and I... I try not to cry.
I see the red and blue lights. My heart beats so fast like a cannon or crash unforeseen. Can they hear my heartbeat? There's so much sweat on my brow. Should I wipe it away, will that provoke the sound of the end of my life?
Death takes on a false protective face. It cuts us down with disregard and not a shred of shame. Could this be my time? Will my corpse descend tonight? Will you remember my name?
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Peppertree Lane
02:23
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"Peppertree Lane"
Narrator: Jose Arroyo
PRESENT DAY
Do you remember how we used to sing? Do you remember how we used to clean? Do you remember our happy days? Do you remember I begged to stay? I shuttered all your doors and I let your paint chip thin. I turned the porch lights off so you won't let strangers in. I buried you beneath the waves of our nonexistent beach. I closed those memories off so you'd no longer haunt me. Do you remember how we used to play? Do you remember those walls of clay? Do you remember that tree so green? Do you remember, well... anything?
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As Brothers Do
02:45
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"As Brothers Do"
Narrator: Jose Arroyo
TEN YEARS AGO
Let's hide out from mom and dad. Don't make a noise, don't even laugh. We are in this together, you and I. Whatever you do, don't ever think of telling them the truth. I put my faith in your hands, little brother. I don't like you nearly half as much as I love you, but you're mine. My boy, you're mine. Let's team up and go skip class. I never was that great at math. Let's hit the market, I'll buy you something. If we get caught, it's all your fault. Don't let me down, you're all I got. Please don't betray me, little brother.
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"This House Screams of Emptiness"
Narrator: Julien Arroyo
PRESENT DAY
Now it's over. Mom and dad went their separate ways. Brother moved for some business out of state. I can't tell you when I knew that this all would end. I guess I knew that their wounds could never mend. This empty house with no décor, I can't live here anymore. No longer do we laugh and cry. We just drift from day to night. If I could summon a scream, this house would not feel so empty. Now it's over. I reflect on our better days. Were they as good as my memory would say? I can't tell you if what they had was just a lie; but if it was, then they played their part just fine (until they couldn't anymore).
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Pollard Avenue
02:58
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"Pollard Avenue"
Narrator: Tonya Casey
FIFTEEN YEARS AGO
This land is the greatest land I've ever known. Bluebonnets on a blissful summer's day, remind me of the times I would raise hell in this place. Of mom's children, I'm the wildest of the three. I wish I could tell you how she could put up with me. I'm an outcast, but you love me anyway. Getting more blue as the years go on and on, you don't always like what I say. This land is my land, and I gotta let you know I'm here to stay.
You wouldn't have it any other way.
PRESENT DAY
Warm pizza on a chilly winter's eve, remind me that I would never ever dare to leave. Of dad's children, he could never quite tame me. Makes me wonder if my own son's wild days are coming? I'm an outcast, but you love me anyway. Getting more blue as the years go on and on, you don't always like what I say. This land is my land, and I gotta let you know I'm here to stay.
You wouldn't have it any other way.
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The Good Wife
04:33
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"The Good Wife"
Narrator: James Langston
PRESENT DAY
"The second time's the charm", you said here in my arms. We have made together the best shows of ourselves. The hard part is over, now living can begin. You forced me to be true when I saw my life in you. I could not wait to tell you my most important thoughts. You live in my mind. I need you to be mine. This happened with a quickness, but took so very long. Your beauty could challenge the best poems and songs. You call me a "wordsmith", but I'm speechless in your gaze. You will be the good wife I never before had. I want to see your days, whether they're happy or sad. Please make this easy and say "yes" to my request.
We deserve the best. Old plans are laid to rest. Now look what I've done... I caught you by surprise when I said, "will you be my wife?"
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Inbound/Outbound
02:58
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"Inbound/Outbound"
Narrator: James Langston
PRESENT DAY
Good morning, pretty. This is what we've waited for. To share a bed and a life... I'm coming home tonight. This week was a nightmare. I did all that I could to get to you. I can't believe I pulled this off, and now we'll start anew. As the plane landed and pulled up to the terminal, my heart flew from my chest in rapid fire. I tried to catch my breath. Will you be standing there at baggage claim to take me home? Are you to claim me for your own? This is the greatest day I've known. I've known forever, I'll never sever from you. This is my forever home. Thank you for having me along. Can we sing along to our favorite songs as we drive in the night? You smiled and grabbed my bag from the carousel and took my hand. We left the sliding doors. Forevermore, my heart is yours to own forever. I'll never sever from you.
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