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France

Written by KrisMarshall

By KrisMarshallPublished 5 years ago 2 min read

For me, France was war for the sake of a dream. Modeling, was the objective for my trip to France.Alone only me. Phone turned off because of an overdue bill. Why am I not enjoying France?Traveling, viewing the grassy knolls, to get to the country side. The coldest day of the year they called it. Here in France.

Sleeping outside of the bus stations in France, I didn’t sleep to long. I don’t want to be shanked in France. Riding the train and being offered coke in France. How the man offered the coke made me question France. Pulled the bag straight from his ass.Shit stains on the plastic bag. He flaunts the drugs. I had to Pay to use the bathroom in the restaurants in France. How could I ever have fun being broke in France?

To the fashion shows, top of the morning in France. I came here to go to castings, for fashion week, in France. Three castings, Keep rushing, no bookings. Not one job booked. I ask myself. What is the purpose I serve here in France? What am I here for?

Sitting in the cold reflecting France. While In France. Just watching people walk by. Is modeling worth it? Why am I doing too much in France? Why am I putting myself thru mental & physical pain for this? Stomach growls start growling in France. I just come to realization, that I have not ate here in France.

I Start walking around as I ask what is my purpose in France? Stop, stop reflecting on not booking a job, in France. Food is the mission. 60 cents for A 10 piece fried chicken basket, in France. I sit down as day turns to night. I Inhale then exhale. Eat my first meal & observe the vibe the night of France is giving. I smirk. You know, I’m starting to like France.

Plane on the way back to America from France. There is Lots of turbulence on the plane on the way back from France. The pilot says trust me and I say okay. I look to the left a Hispanic man praying. A Jesus necklace wrapped around his hands. If this is the way to go, from France, I’m laughing. We land safely, I give my expression of Gratitude. Everything is alright, everything was alright, in France.

performance poetry

About the Creator

KrisMarshall

writer / filmmaker

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