Tag Archives: mantra
Leaf on the Water
You are a leaf on the water. Rippling, drifting with the current. You sail. Though you were once a leaf on the breeze, you are now a leaf on the water. Back then, you drifted with the current as you … Continue reading
Filed under Flash Fiction, Session XII
Mantra
Everyone in the world is dead. I know in my heart that everyone in the world is dead. The countries are all dead. The birds are all dead. The trees are all dead. There are no eyes to see, no … Continue reading
Filed under Flash Fiction, Session XI
Door off
Some nights I want to tear the door off the hinges. Some nights I want to wrap the blinds ’round my fists, shatter the windows. Some nights I want to tear down the bannister, ram my shoulder against the walls, … Continue reading
Filed under Flash Fiction, Session XI
Balance
“Concentrate on the middle,” he murmured to himself. “Concentrate on the middle,” he said again, steadying his rapid heart. In his mind, he split himself in half, imagined a line down the middle. He stood up straight, eyes closed, feeling … Continue reading
Filed under Flash Fiction, Session X
Drink Your Jager Bomb Slowly
Drink your Jager bomb slowly. Others will try to tell you to “man up” and chug it, but you’ll know better. You must savor every drop, and only when you get to the bottom of the glass will you know … Continue reading
Filed under Flash Fiction, Session VIII
Jupiter’s Migraine
Troy had never felt so tired in his life. Little pins of fire sieged the back of his eyeballs. The clock above the board always ticked an inch backwards before leaping forwards. It drove Troy nuts. He couldn’t stand the … Continue reading
Filed under Flash Fiction, Session VIII
Heart Sutra
Part of the Heart Sutra goes like this: “in emptiness there is no form, no feelings, no perceptions, no formations, no consciousness; no eye, no ear, no nose, no tongue, no body, no mind…” I always saw this sutra as … Continue reading
Filed under Flash Fiction, Session VIII
Morning Pep Talk
If you get yourself out of bed in the morning, you’re at a good start. If you can drag yourself to the breakfast table, even better. You can oil up a pan and turn on the burners. You can eat … Continue reading
Filed under Flash Fiction, Session VII
