On the day before my mother's subscription to OkayCupid expired
BETH SHERMAN
On the day before my mother’s subscription to OkayCupid expired a UFO landed in her teacup. Gleaming and hopeful, it surfaced in a Jasmine Green sea and a tiny sad-eyed man wearing a silver jumpsuit emerged. I didn’t fake my profile, he said. I swear. My mother, without a moment’s hesitation, took another bite of her scone then swallowed her latest visitor whole.
Beth Sherman's stories are in Best Microfiction 2024 and Best Small Fictions 2025 and 2026.