Dorothy Parker visits me every night in the basement of a bar.
I say, “You’re late.”
She says, “You’re drunk.”
A whisky sour slides into her hand. She sips. I sip.
I say, “Are you a ghost or hallucination?”
She says, “If you stopped drinking, you might find out.”
She sips. I sip. I open a book. The Best of Dorothy Parker.
She says, “Stop reading and write your thesis already.”
I say, “I’m too drunk.”
She says, “How else are people going to remember me?”
I say, “We’re too similar. Haunt someone else.”
She says nothing. She’s gone. Again.
Author bio: Danielle Keiko Eyer is an emerging writer, playwright, and stage manager based in Montreal, Canada. She has had writing published in anthologies by the Poetry Institute of Canada and Dreamspinner Press, as well as having been published in local journals such as Montréal Writes Literary Magazine. Roman Payne said that “all forms of madness, bizarre habits, awkwardness in society, general clumsiness, are justified in the person who creates good art.” Luckily, Danielle benefits from every one of these.
Sanctuary is part of 101 Fiction issue 24.