I float beneath the ceiling.
On the red carpet, my body glows: satin, silk, jewelry worth ten times my parents’ house.
My body hugs cast members, producers. Gets felt up.
I miss home.
The afterparty. I ride a thick line of cocaine back into my body.
Feeling whole… doesn’t last.
Maura Yzmore is a Midwest-based writer of short fiction and a science professor. Find more of her writing at maurayzmore.com/stories/ or say ‘hi’ on Twitter @MauraYzmore.
Finally in the supermarket checkout, another shopper said, “You’re that guy, aren’t you?” Specifically: “That guy from that one new show.”
Close enough. The cashier confirmed it, I was that guy.
Game on after that. Strangers waving on the street. Soon it turned surreal. Groupies at the clubs. Stalkers. Leeches.
Todd Mercer won the Dyer-Ives Kent County Prize for Poetry, the National Writers Series Poetry Prize, and the Grand Rapids Festival Flash Fiction Award. His digital chapbook, Life-wish Maintenance
, appeared at Right Hand Pointing
. Mercer’s recent work appears in 100 Word Stories
, The Lake
, Plum Tree Tavern
and Vending Machine Press
The crowd swelled, so she climbed onto the mailbox to see. Flags waved from every window. Men cried openly.
When the dead man’s car slowed, she saw him in the back. There was makeup on his face and his suit didn’t fit right.
He looked a lot like her grandmother.
Gianni Jaccoma was born and raised in New York City, and would really like to do some urban exploration before he leaves. He divides his time almost equally between writing stories about monsters, reading about history and watching adorable animal videos on the Internet. His website is www.gianniwrites.com.
Gloria was a performer. She’d known it since the day she’d somersaulted out of the egg and into the fish tank with a brilliant smile and a saucy wink.
Now she performed synchronized swimming routines for the world-famous aquatic circus. With fame came fortune: she dined on caviar most evenings.
He had the biggest, bushiest, amazingest beard.
People would approach him in restaurants or on the street and ask to take his picture. He was half celebrity, half tourist attraction.
The mayor accused him of using a fake beard, but testing determined that it was real.
The mayor was impeached.