He was reaching for the top shelf then stopped. He moved his eyes to the next, lower shelf down and chose a jar. His hair was sheet white and his body frame resembled my father, tall and heavy set ... [+]
Hannah Hayden is a student at Brigham Young University. She is studying Speech Language Pathology and Mandarin, Chinese. She loves hiking, yoga, and microwave meals. "Permission to Be Human" was a finalist of Short Édition's Long Story Short Award, 2020.
When I woke up gravity was gone.I floated to the kitchen, blender uncappedmy smoothie entered the airand I sucked it from the ceiling with a straw.I floated to work, waving to my grandma. She crawls after her drifting dentures.When I woke up sadness had left.The sky was very blue and static, like sea glass electrified and dyed.A sun burnt my freckles and I reach for a runaway sunscreen stick.A baby is born and I float by.My grandma is gone and I move on, toward work, past vacant baseball fields.What if when I wake there is gravity, there will be baseball, olympics, rock climbing, running, tram
