Daylight’s the scene for once for a long-distance swim.
I walked in from Old Mission, crossed East Bay
and crawled out plenty winded at the staircase
of the County Park’s beach where there was a wedding
in progress. From half a mile out I took them to be
an unexpected welcoming committee. Near to unconscious
from that distance (my limit), I tried not to huff aloud
and mess up the vowin’ vibe. High tide at the strand
of Antrim County, winsome promises, handsome clothes,
their guests standing, light surrounding a cloudless
service. The new mission statements resonate with me.
‘Cause friends, I have been there. I can relate
that backstory to the sordidly curious, once I’m finished
gasping, correction: clapping, for this bride and groom
whose moment I crashed, a wet thing the tide drug in.
Todd Mercer was nominated for Best of the Net in 2018. Mercer won 1st, 2nd & 3rd place at the Dyer-Ives Kent County Poetry Competition, and he won the Grand Rapids Festival of the Arts Flash Fiction Contest. His chapbook Life-wish Maintenance is posted at Right Hand Pointing. Recent work appears in The Lake, The Magnolia Review, Praxis and SOFTBLOW.