Imminent Tribulations
by Kevin Sweeney My pal David had the shits last night and doesn’t drive so I took him to the dentist, past the Congregational church on Woodford
My Fiancé
by Kevin Sweeney She sat on the right, was willing to answer questions which, nights in July, met silence from others, gave me an enthusiastic Hi
Knockout
by Kevin Sweeney I felt she was cheating on me that afternoon in front of Melman’s Market. I was a limp 14. The boy holding her hand looked 17.