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Love Doesn’t Pay Bills For Vampires

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I asked Mother if she loved me. Mother said love didn’t pay the bills, not even for vampires. She said it with a sad pause.

She taught American and European literature (except for Dracula). Wrote stories. Took me to school. She wore a clipped smile, except when telling awkward jokes about dead poets, sucking blood from hemophiliacs with reluctance, and the number of Van Helsings she’d sparred with.

One night, I found paper in her typewriter. Written was the following:

I never had a mother. Vampires with mothers are rarities. I want to ensure your strength.

Love need not be spoken.

My response: I love you.

She stepped up the jokes. The paper disappeared.

But her smile widened. Sometimes she laughed when watching The Munsters in secret, head tossed back. I carried that for years.

Yash Seyedbagheri is a graduate of Colorado State University’s MFA program in fiction. A native of Idaho, Yash’s work is forthcoming or has been published in WestWard Quarterly, Café Lit, and Ariel Chart, among others. 

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