Copyright 2012 Screenplay by Leslie Edwards

Between 15-year old Poe and her mother, Grace:

GRACE
Honey, you have to stop acting so depressed.

POE
I’m not acting.

GRACE
That’s just not the way to make friends.

POE
It made me plenty of friends in San Francisco. They admire depression there. It’s something to be achieved through hard work.

GRACE
Oh, Poem.

POE
Poe. Call me Poe, Mom. Not Poem. They’ll hang me from a tree if they find out my name is Poem. Scary things happen in small quaint places like this. Stephen King isn’t a fiction writer, he’s a historian.

GRACE
Oh sweetie, that’s ridiculous. Poem is a beautiful name. It means something -- not like Jennifer or Margie. Everyone know what a poem is.

POE
Everyone knows what shit is too, but no one gets named Shit.