Jesse Teller

Tag: Artist

  • My Apocrypha 7: Artist’s Strippers

    My Apocrypha 7: Artist’s Strippers

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    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…

  • The Sin Eater 26: Rabbits

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    “Just let me lay here for a minute. Trashy’s trying to make me scare everybody off. I just need to lay here long enough for her to leave. I don’t want everybody to leave. I want to be right here. On this bed. Next to you,” Artist whispers to Bekah. A floppy drunken hand plops…

  • The Sin Eater 25: There’s Lust in the Backwoods

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    I’m at home. Just got out of Pizza Hut and I have a full belly. No one around at all. Quiet, til he pulls up, and I hear Billy Joel. The door is open before the knock. He steps in and puts his hands on his waist and looks at his feet. “Get in the…

  • The Sin Eater 23: Hand After Hand Part 3

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    I’m like one of those video games where your gun never runs out of ammo. It’s 5:45 a.m. but I’ve only been writing for seven hours. I will finish this story today. I do not yet see the end, but I can’t really do much more of this. This much ugly and this much evil…

  • The Sin Eater 18: Hand After Hand Part 2

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    Update. Writing this book has not been easy on me or my family. Two of the Lost Boys have come back. One of them I won’t tell you about. He carries the filth of Aunt Easy and others on him, and he is so disgusted by himself that he laid on the altar for over…

  • The Sin Eater 16: One Day

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    Me and Ty went through a Simon and Garfunkel phase. He had a car and I didn’t. It was a white compact car and it had been his father’s. We were both in choir and we were both stars. He took Simon, I took Garfunkel. Simon is lead. We learned every word. I learned every…

  • Stick a Needle in My Eye

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    It had me jumping at first. Twitched a lot. Gasped a lot. I would run, cry out. When the hallucinations hit me, I was about 11 years old. Just started fifth grade. You can read about that night in a blog called Strong Urge to Fly that I posted here a few years ago. It…

  • The Kingdom 21: The Show

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    Here we go again. Welcome to the blog blast of the section that I call The Kingdom from the book Reality of the Unreal Mind, Vol. 3: The Keep. The Kingdom is an explanation of the work itself. You can’t understand any writer unless you know their work. So Friday we began at 6 p.m. and I will release…

  • The Kingdom 20: The Underworld

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    Here we go again. Welcome to the blog blast of the section that I call The Kingdom from the book Reality of the Unreal Mind, Vol. 3: The Keep. The Kingdom is an explanation of the work itself. You can’t understand any writer unless you know their work. So Friday we began at 6 p.m. and I will release…

  • The Kingdom 13: Kimberling

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    Here we go again. Welcome to the blog blast of the section that I call The Kingdom from the book Reality of the Unreal Mind, Vol. 3: The Keep. The Kingdom is an explanation of the work itself. You can’t understand any writer unless you know their work. So Friday we began at 6 p.m. and I will release…