Sweetness
by Neil Carpathios Standing next to me in the pew he slipped me a candy root beer barrel to suck during the dull sermon, as if to say thinking about God doesn’t require a lack of all pleasure. Then before the priest finished his endless ranting on heaven and hell, my father sneaked us out the small side door marked Emergency Exit, which this was. He drove us to Mister Donut for cream sticks and cocoa while everyone else sat sweating in the cramped church, force-fed God-this, God-that. What we talked about I don’t remember, but it wasn’t sin or … Continue reading Sweetness