My older sister Nan and I drink champagne from paper cups.
It’s the same champagne colleagues bought me when I got awards and was a departmental commodity.
Nan drinks to talent, revitalization, serendipity. She says I’ll be on top soon.
I love her smile. I can’t tell her about luck drying, commodities becoming burdens, or drunkenly likening awards to penis size.
I drink to kindness, newness, honor, discarding tempers.
I swig with desperation.
Like everything, the paper cups go fast.
I leave the last champagne untouched. Watch the moon illuminate its smooth surface.
I’ll save it for victory. Or desperation.
Yash Seyedbagheri is a graduate of Colorado State University’s MFA program in fiction. His stories, “Soon,” “How To Be A Good Episcopalian,” and “Tales From A Communion Line,” were nominated for Pushcarts. Yash’s work has been published in The Journal of Compressed Creative Arts, Write City Magazine, and Ariel Chart, among others.