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“Breathe. Feel the movement of your lungs as they expand. Let your stomach rise gently as your breathing deepens.” The instructor's voice drones on in the background, urging everyone to sync their body and mind. “In. The sound of a roomful of people breathing is reminiscent of waves crashing upon an ocean shore. It sinks and rises. Again and again, the room fills with silence and air. “And out.” I am intensely aware of how itchy my nose is. Which, if the purpose of meditation is concentration and awareness, me...
Weekly Contest #83
Above the raging sea, gods fight for power. Kronos strikes at his father, Ouranos, the sky which cradled the angry earth. From the earth, the seat of her power, Gaia, watches. She was the first to be a mother, and the first to kill for her children. She will not be the last. The battle rages, but Ouranos is doomed to defeat, for Kronus is the god of time and that is the only thing that can truly kill a god. But that is of no interest to the sea, which has no gods to command it, and so only does what it desires. The sea holds life older t...
Weekly Contest #81
Twenty minutes after the first time we slept together, Kiara introduced me to her boyfriend. It was different times back then, we were both kids surrounded by the noose of our families. I swallowed the bitter necessity of it with a smile and said hello to the boyfriend. Made polite small talk. I fancied myself a woman of the world, understanding the need for hiding what we were, even if I chafed under the secrecy. The next time we saw each other I was cold and she confused. I pretended not to notice every time she shot me a s...
The night had been going fine. Of course Emily and I had kept a careful, casual distance the whole night which was likely the true cause of our success. She’s a better liar than I am, so she’s better at these kinds of social events. The kind where everyone is pretty, charming, and utterly insincere. Emily's tinkling laugh and sharp smile fit right in. My careful listening and interest do well enough, but I had enjoyed these nights a hell of a lot more when Emily would look me in the eye. For the past half hour I had been listening ...
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