The Devil You know
A blog for the voiceless
Tag: domestic abuse
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”
Just wait for another sunrise. Give it 24 hours.
I remember the first time I tried to kill myself. It was just honestly a break in the space-time continuum I had going after decades of pain. A momentary darkness, and a suffocating hopelessness that had knocked the wind out of me. I’d decided… Continue Reading “Just wait for another sunrise. Give it 24 hours.”
A cup of coffee and a smoke
I wake up I piss I shower I drink a cup of coffee and light a smoke at the sink. I brush my teeth for at least twenty minutes to get the taste of semen out of my mouth from the night before. Still… Continue Reading “A cup of coffee and a smoke”
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 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”
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