Mockingjay

I pull back with my right arm, eyes set on the target.

I feel my body cease to sway as I take in one breath.

Not deep enough, I let it out, feel the ground come up to meet the arches of my feet.

I inhale once more, deep into my belly.

This is the one.  I let it out.

I let go. 

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Clang-cl-clang! Ringer!

“How’d you do that?” Micah asks, walking with me to the other end of the yard.

“Easy,” I reply.  “I through horseshoes the way Katniss shoots arrows.”

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I’m participating in the 9th annual Slice of Life Challenge hosted by Two Writing Teachers.