The Devil You know
A blog for the voiceless
Tag: alcoholism
JOHN 10 – an Excerpt from The Devil You Know
So, I did, and instantly he began to lecture me like a father. I wasn’t sure how to take it when he started off with, “I’m a man…” I put my hand up as he took a rag from his apron to wipe his… Continue Reading “JOHN 10 – an Excerpt from The Devil You Know”
Dave was that kind of guy….
It was just past eight in the morning. When I came to terms with the fact Dave really hadn’t come home, I sat up in bed. I looked around my room which was painted an awful blue that he had picked when our house… Continue Reading “Dave was that kind of guy….”
Killing Robert
Note: Leah sits lost in the memory of the first time she kissed the only man she’s ever loved. All while she follows Robert home to seduce and kill him. He pulled away and walked to the street ahead, I followed slowly, taking time… Continue Reading “Killing Robert”
Excerpt Chapter 12: First Kiss
“You know something Leah…,” I looked at him with hundreds of red lanterns hanging above us on the street. The wind rocking them gently as he leaned in; putting himself nose to nose with me. Our eyelashes kissing. We hadn’t actually kissed, and yet… Continue Reading “Excerpt Chapter 12: First Kiss”
A random childhood memory
The summer air was pungent in my nostrils when the car stopped in front of a house I had never seen before. Then my father got out, opened my door, and I remember vividly how heavy that lilac was in the air. In the… Continue Reading “A random childhood memory”
Excerpt Chapter 10:
**She’s remembering her second time and getting lost in her own thoughts as she sits in her car while trying to track down a man named Robert Negro – A convicted rapist and murderer whos “done his time” She find herself down the street… Continue Reading “Excerpt Chapter 10:”
Excerpt Chapter 3: My mother
**Trigger warning: The following piece contains graphic depictions of child abuse and alcoholism** My father told me I was born on the coldest night in January, 1978. My father, then nineteen with my mother who was eighteen, wrapped me in a blanket they bought… Continue Reading “Excerpt Chapter 3: My mother”
When my mother passed away
Trigger warning: The following piece contains detailed description of death, alcoholism, suicide and child abuse. This is a true personal story. When I went to identify my mother’s body in the funeral home I opened the sealed envelope that contained her autopsy report. She… Continue Reading “When my mother passed away”
The Devil You know 