Falling
by Yash Seyedbagheri
Christmas. I crank up Waltz of The Flowers, imagine myself moving across a ballroom. One-two-three, one-two-three, just like my older sister Nan taught me. Before Zoom screens and corpses reduced to statistics.
I conjure Nan laughing, patient gruffness in her voice each time I miscounted and went flying into the expanse of room.
I keep falling once again, striking empty floors. Large rooms gape. Nan always made spaces seem regal and purposeful.
At first it hurts, striking wooden flooring.
I wait for Nan to emerge. But a neighbor’s TV blasts more corpse statistics.
I keep on falling.
It’s getting easier.
About the author
Yash Seyedbagheri is a graduate of Colorado State University’s MFA fiction program. His stories, “Soon,” “How To Be A Good Episcopalian,” and “Tales From A Communion Line,” have been nominated for Pushcarts. Yash’s work has been published in The Journal of Compressed Creative Arts, Write City Magazine, and Ariel Chart, among others.
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