You must have had the same experience. You meet someone and in an instant, you know they’re the one. That’s the way it was with Maggie. The fact that she’s a ghost created complications, sure. But when you’ve fallen in love, you’re not stopped by the first hurdle.

Hugging was a challenge. I wound up caressing myself, and her arms passed through me. So I make a circle, locking my hands, and Maggie stepped inside. She doesn’t squeeze.

We close our eyes when we kiss and allow the mental image to transport us. Nice.

Now, we’re working on making love. We can’t unfasten each other’s clothes, so we strip ourselves. God, is she beautiful. A little pale, but a vision nonetheless. At first, I kept falling through her. It’s an odd sensation. I thought to rig up some sort of suspension for me above her, but that was too restrictive. Maggie had the solution. She got on top.

I think Maggie’s smarter than me.


by Joseph Giordano

Joe Giordano was born in Brooklyn. He and his wife, Jane, have lived in Greece, Brazil, Belgium and Netherlands. They now live in Texas with their little shih tzu, Sophia. Joe’s stories have appeared in more than sixty-five magazines including Bartleby Snopes, The Monarch Review, and The Summerset Review. His novel, Birds of Passage, An Italian Immigrant Coming of Age Story, will be published October 8th by Harvard Square Editions. Read the first chapter and sign up for his blog at


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