I can’t tell you why she did it. I can’t tell you much about what was going on in Meek’s house when she was twelve. I can’t tell you what drove her to pack a few things in a rush and leave her home for the streets of Milwaukee. She was a good girl. She… Continue reading Meek’s Song
Category: Teardrop Road
Lost Confessions: Living Room 3
Alright, I am almost positive the guy’s name is Patron. I talked to my landlord again today, this time with Marigold herself. She said there were a lot of mixed signs. One guy (Tony) had dark hair ’til the day he died. One guy (her father, Patron) would be wearing a suit and might be… Continue reading Lost Confessions: Living Room 3
The End of Aggression
Well, Cage was big. He was broad in the shoulders and had big hands, and he had a meanness to him that would take him by surprise. He could not understand it. Could not place the thing within him that made him aggressive. Every now and then, for no reason and with no provocation, he… Continue reading The End of Aggression
Lost Confessions: Living Room 2
So I asked my landlord. His name is Mentor and he is one of my best friends, my beer drinking buddy and the guy I talk football with. I told him I am seeing a ghost and this good buddy of mine laughed at me. “You been hittin those Millers pretty hard, have you?” he… Continue reading Lost Confessions: Living Room 2
Saving the Wasteland
Mom saw a snake. It got bigger with each telling. Went from about the length of a spatula to as long as her leg. It went from striped to hooded, went from a greenish yellow to pitch black. My stepfather told her she had stumbled on a hose sitting in the backyard in the grass,… Continue reading Saving the Wasteland
Lost Confessions: Living Room 1
It is happening in the living room for god sakes! That is kinda funny if you think about it, lol. He isn’t really scary. He is kinda boring looking. He has short hair and is sort of balding. He is wearing a suit. He has a bag or a briefcase with him. I can’t really… Continue reading Lost Confessions: Living Room 1
Stealing Marbles
Every time we moved into a new house my mother did the same scam. She convinced the landlord to buy her a few gallons of paint, a couple of brushes and a roller, and she would paint the entire house if he would give her a cut on the first month’s rent. When we moved… Continue reading Stealing Marbles
