Category: Teardrop Road
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The Last Wolf
“Tell me another one,” she asked. It was a mistake to bring this girl here. Leviathan had begged me bring more people to her, tell more stories. She ached to hear them. I don’t know if it was my voice, or the hard beating of my heart, that offered a reprieve to her loneliness, but…
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Family
“Can I come? I can help tell the story,” Regina said. I was already out of the car in the parking lot of Phelps Grove park when the question was being asked. She looked at me from the driver’s seat, trying to figure a way to make me let her come. That was not going…
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Pig
Fifteen and I was out on the town with kids years older than me. They were seniors in high school. I was an 8th grader. We were supposed to be playing Dungeons and Dragons, but from nowhere, beer had appeared. Within an hour, the whole night had gotten out of hand. I was trying to…
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The Coming of Shadow
“What did you talk about in therapy today?” she asked. She was a mistake. I should not have been with her. She should not have been with me. She did not deserve to be dragged through my horror. It would only lead to heartache for her. Almost at once, we knew we shouldn’t be together,…
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Black Bones
I won’t say it called out to me, more like it was waiting. So close to my sacred bridge, shrouded in darkness, and patient, it sat calculating what it was going to get from me. It had a rage I had never seen in a structure before. It had a kind of horror that is…
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Twisted Visage
The way the room changed, the way the room felt when I woke up that day, told me that while I had slept, another had been there. My bag had been rifled through. I opened it first, for my composition books were in there with writings I had been working on for years. They were…
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The Horn Blower
I guess I was 21, maybe 20, when I saw him. My life at the time was one of sedentary derision. I can’t say that I hated everyone. I can’t say that I loved anyone. All I can say about that time in my life was that I was numb. High school had left me…
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The Tome
I don’t know how I ended up working there. It is all kind of a blur. But it was the last vestige of civilization before the darkness of the road that left it all behind. As I worked nights there, I could feel the bridge out there, just out of reach, but comfortably close. I…
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The Opera
She had been banished from our home. When my sister left, our home went into a kind of hushed awe. She had been so destructive for so long. With her gone, there was really nothing left but a great sigh and a wandering of spirit. Without her, there was no crisis. Without her, there was…
Jesse Teller 