by Boudreau Freret
It soared high across the land, a slow floating spectacle for all to stop and stare. Broadcasts interrupted, breath held. Like a child trapped in a well, only better - so much better because of the potential for splatter - potential death transmitted live. The networks stood erect in excited anticipation. Then when it came down, they did too. He was not inside.
Boudreau Freret's satire has appeared online at Yankee Pot Roast and The Talking Mirror. His first non-satirical submission is coming soon to Mylène Dressler’s American Stories NOW.