FICTION

Once I Saw a Murder

A homeless man’s account

Photo by Rene Bohmer on Unsplash

I was walking down Covington Street, with the screeching elevated train overhead, when I noticed this couple arguing in the alley.

I usually walk past trouble, but this time, I had a compulsion to watch. Hell, I didn’t have anywhere to go except to scour for food, loose change, or cigarette butts on the street. You know, the…