On the Repercussions of Divorce for Men
Before she left me, my ex-wife cast a spell that turned me into a mouse. When the shock of this spouse-to-mouse transition wore off, I realized I could still recall all the moves to Michael Jackson’s "Thriller," so of course the endorsement deals came rolling in. Sellers of fine chips and cheeses who air advertisements during prime-time sports broadcasts have made me a very rich and famous rodent. In the view of the public, I am likable and believable. Claims of past my past abuses fall on deaf ears. The public contends that I am the real victim here. The pussy is abundant, and smaller than ever.
David Drury lives in Seattle, Washington. His fiction has been published in Best American Nonrequired Reading and read on NPR. He has been thrown out of every casino in Las Vegas. He turns other people's instagram pics into fables and fictions as the one and only @foldedshorts.
Illustration by Alex Fukui.