Alert

Phones sound off at the same time in that high-pitched alert for missing people.

My picture appears on the news. I’m upset that someone has selected the bad-hair-day photo that shows dark half-moons beneath my eyes.

People call my name while searching through woods and underpasses.

“I’m here,” I yell back, but no one hears me.

I try to send out a message to end the confusion, but when I press my fingers against the keyboard, my transparent hand passes right through the letters.


Maureen Sherbondy’s work has appeared in Wigleaf, Upstreet, The Stone Canoe, and other journals. She lives in Durham, NC. Website: maureensherbondy.com. Twitter: @msherbondy.

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