Dance in Time

I dance astride my rooftop, moonlight smiling. Dick Van Dyke, chimneysweep, dances in consciousness. Smooth, in time. I trip. Dick smiles. Try again. The world is at one’s feet. Beneath, I live in ruins, dust, runaway father, who criticized. He’d tell me to stop dancing like a sissy. Dad had no joy, dissected me. Weak, emotional. I keep tripping, trying to skip with grace. Rhythm. Clumsy. I start again, fall. Dick waits. Even a perfect chimneysweep must fall. I imagine us falling. But we fall upwards, see something vast. Something Dad can’t. I trip again. Look to the stars.

 

Dance in Time

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Mir-Yashar Seyedbagheri is a graduate of Colorado State University’s MFA program in fiction. A recipient of two Honorable Mentions from Glimmer Train, Mir-Yashar’s story, “Strangers,” was nominated for The Best Small Fictions. His work is forthcoming or has been published in journals such as The Local Train Magazine, The Drabble, Door Is A Jar, and Ariel Chart.
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