Wearing Smiles

Mother decides to wear a smile for Halloween. She wants to go trick-or-treating because adults need some damn candy.

I’m seventeen. I can’t argue. I think Mother wants some small indulgence she doesn’t have to explain.

After Dad, I can’t blame her.

Mother rehearses her smile.

First time, it’s too sharp. The second, third, and fourth times, the smile’s rife with sorrow.

I tell Mother she’s beautiful. Something Dad said once, a rarity.

Wrong choice.

Then I mention how I envy her artistic gifts.

She smiles again. This time the smile’s crooked.

I say I love her.

The smile’s widening.

Yash Seyedbagheri is a graduate of Colorado State University’s MFA program in fiction. His story, “Soon,” was nominated for a Pushcart. Yash has also had work nominated for Best of the Net and The Best Small Fictions. A native of Idaho, Yash’s work is forthcoming or has been published in WestWard Quarterly, Café Lit, and Ariel Chart, among others.

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1 Response to Wearing Smiles

  1. L.K. Latham says:

    It’s the smallest stories that hold the most emotion.

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