FICTION | May Day

Everything was bright and the day felt ordained. The sky was right there. Every object was real, finally, and true. It was impossible to imagine a commodity. Mitchell Morgan Johnson is a writer in Chicago. This story was written by Mitchell and read by Matthew Schlerf. It was produced for sound by Liza Yeager. Special thanks to Leah Dawson. Signal Hill is an independent, listener-funded, nonprofit publication. Help us continue making it by signing up to be a member—there are perks!