
Kevin Barry Reads “The Pub with No Beer”
The New Yorker: The Writer's Voice - New Fiction from The New Yorker
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The Bar Room Floor
He was alone with the voices. He wanted to be away from them. To be a publican was a lifelong performance. People need steadiness, his father said. They want to look into the same expression on your face always. You've to arrange your misfortunate face for them. Your father should have been a priest, but didn't he have a brother, one already, two in the family. Would be kind of going to town on us.
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