Category Archive: Jamil

Lions (haiku)

This? We cannot blame. How poor it is he need meat. But these “human,” though… —Jamil the Gazelle Advertisements

INT. ZOO — CAFETERIA — NIGHT

A whole SLEW OF ANIMALS convene around a table. FRANK the seagull perches on a chair. FRANK Alright. Let’s go around the table. Buster, let’s start with you. BUSTER Okay, yeah. That goat… Continue reading

EXT. ZOO — AFRICAN PLAINS — DAY

[MATURE] BETH, an ostrich, scrutinizes the grass. JAMIL the gazelle sky-gazes. BETH The fuck is this. What is this. You see this? This what they feed you poor buggas? I tell ya, I… Continue reading

EXT. ZOO — AFRICAN PLAINS — EARLY MORNING

LOLA the giraffe sleeps while JAMIL the gazelle stargazes. Jamil buzzes with energy in the starlit darkness. LOLA Lissen, Jamie boy, it ain’t like it bein’ all Lion King up in heres, Pride… Continue reading

EXT. ZOO — AFRICAN PLAINS — DAY

A Thomson’s GAZELLE alone on the savanna. ZEE the fly buzzes nearby. GAZELLE The grass… This taste! One cannot believe. Please—I beg—what make such rich grass? Such flavor? ZEE Is fertilizer. GAZELLE “Fertilize.”… Continue reading

What is worth it?

  A really, REALLY good pen. A pen that bleed like it a stuck pig. You cannot read your word because, the ink, it be so messy. Yah. That is what I like.… Continue reading