Kevin Matthew Smith Jr.
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Beautiful as a WordA Story by Kevin Matthew Smith Jr.It's written in second person because I've always wanted to try it. It is based loosely on true events, but really is a treatise on pop-culture and c.. |
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Below the BridgeA Poem by Kevin Matthew Smith Jr.A bum bellows opera below the bridge. The rush of combustion motors overhead And the stench of fowl frozen sewage Compliments his singing, furtheri.. |
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PAXA Story by Kevin Matthew Smith Jr.PAX Left the window closed too long and that hookah smoke thickened the air and that whole automatic breathing process that keeps a guy alive sh.. |
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Jester\'s CinemaA Book by Kevin Matthew Smith Jr.The first few chapters of a book still in the works. Semi-autobiographical and semi-satirical. |
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Chapter VI: Jester Fenway Cineplex 13A Chapter by Kevin Matthew Smith Jr.I know it's chapter six, but it's actually chapter one. The chapter names refer to chronological order, but the actual order of the chapters as poste.. |
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Chapter II: Jester Hellerton 8A Chapter by Kevin Matthew Smith Jr.Jester Hellerton 8 My Saab lost traction and fishtailed around that curve on Snark Road because of the rain and the potholes. “Close call&rd.. |
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Chapter III: The Day ShiftA Chapter by Kevin Matthew Smith Jr.The Day Shift Joe Nicholson just turned eighteen a few weeks ago. A high school drop out and a far more experienced drinker and ladies man that me.. |
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Chapter IV: The Night ShiftA Chapter by Kevin Matthew Smith Jr.The Night Shift The night goes by so much faster with laughter. I arrived at Jester at five. The next set of movies wouldn’t start till .. |
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Chapter I: Hop, Skip, and Go NakedA Chapter by Kevin Matthew Smith Jr.Hop, Skip, and Go Naked We were cheap beer, vodka, and 7-Up. And our friendship was frozen lime juice. Seth was like Natural Light. He was alway.. |
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Chapter V: The Too Little, Too Late Night ShiftA Chapter by Kevin Matthew Smith Jr.The Too Little, Too Late Night Shift The last set was over and I wanted out. But the concession stand needed its daily pampering. I loathed cleani.. |
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