Category: The Reliquary

  • My Apocrypha 16: King

    My Apocrypha 16: King

    I believe it was March 4, 2001, that the city of Springfield celebrated Fat Tuesday. Now if you want to get technical, that is the Saturday before Fat Tuesday, but we are in Missouri, not New Orleans, and the bars figured, fuck it, close enough. Downtown planned a pub crawl, and for about twenty dollars…

  • My Apocrypha 15: Limbs, Anger, a Phone Call, and Siblings

    My Apocrypha 15: Limbs, Anger, a Phone Call, and Siblings

    “Come,” X said over the phone, “now!” Then he hung up. Usually we screened calls by letting the answering machine get them first. When I heard X’s voice, I ran and grabbed the phone. “X, X, are you okay?” I was near panicking because I had never heard that sound to his voice before. “X?”…

  • My Apocrypha 14: The Reunion of Two Monsters

    My Apocrypha 14: The Reunion of Two Monsters

    Didn’t get much sleep that night. Allenton was a bit of a maze when you wanted it to be, and after dodging the State Troopers in the helpful dark of the reluctant dawn, X and I barely got home without cherry lights and the searchlight. It took us a while to get started that night,…

  • My Apocrypha 13: Churning Butter in the Hood

    My Apocrypha 13: Churning Butter in the Hood

    Take the students to the farm, they said. It will be fun, they said. Real close to Halloween, 20th Street Elementary School decided their third graders would go to the country. Get those kids out of that polluted city and let them breathe the fresh air of the real Wisconsin. Let those kids see what…

  • My Apocrypha 12: Breakfast in Bed

    My Apocrypha 12: Breakfast in Bed

    I’m afraid of water. When I was six, Char threw me in the waters of White Creek in Wisconsin. He had been laying Less on his arms at water level, teaching her how to paddle with her arms. He had lowered her and she had spit, and he raised her back up. He talked her…

  • My Apocrypha 11: Servant’s Garden

    My Apocrypha 11: Servant’s Garden

    Gonna get through this one as fast as I can. Try to make you understand why Servant is the way he is. Try to show you the most important thing in his young life and how it was taken from him. He doesn’t really want to talk about it. Never has wanted to talk about…

  • My Apocrypha 10: Guardian’s Nazis

    My Apocrypha 10: Guardian’s Nazis

    After what Ronin did in front of Cheech, things had to change, and Cheech was going to make sure they did. See, all of the guys in the dorm treated me as if I was a cute pet. They saw me whining about a girl, saw that I couldn’t land a lay, and they just…

  • My Apocrypha 9: Ronin’s Victim

    My Apocrypha 9: Ronin’s Victim

    Cheech and I went to Lambert’s. It’s a restaurant out near Branson. Your meal is brought to you in a large steel pan. The meal itself is refillable. If you eat your entire pork steak, they will bring you another. Every meal comes with two sides. They walk around with extras, fried okra, fried potatoes.…

  • My Apocrypha 8: Shadow’s Runaway

    My Apocrypha 8: Shadow’s Runaway

    I never asked her for her name. It wasn’t like that. Pizza Hut and I am closing. It’s a Friday, and that means I don’t get out until one a.m., and I told Bubbly I had a ride. She wanted to wait at the restaurant for me, but after about twenty minutes of arguing as…

  • My Apocrypha 7: Artist’s Strippers

    My Apocrypha 7: Artist’s Strippers

    So Tony got married in 2000. He pretty much knew she was the one from the first time he saw her. She was lean and gorgeous with the greatest sense of humor I had seen in a woman since Bekah. I am going to call her Claws. I call her this because she made fun…