Write to Publish Assignment #1 (originally published August 3, 2019)
She closed her eyes, settling her sit bones into the earth. She breathed in slowly, tasting the smell of the grass and soil. Damp, it felt. And there was a faint scent of moulder, the pine needles and leaves left from last fall, mixed and thrown about a hundred times in rain and wind. She rolled the flavor around her mouth as she exhaled slowly. Breathing in again, she focused on her posture, pushing her spine upward and widening her ribcage …. the air felt thick with summer. The insect chorus took auditory center stage. From the left, a straggler buzzed in, slowing to fly around her head before hurrying on, she imagined to join her sisters. Directly above, birds returned to their conversations, flitting from one branch to another in punctuation. Squirrels barked and skittered about. Leaves rustled in wind, the occasional breeze touching her face, teasing her hair, chilling her briefly.
“Home,” she felt. “This is home.” She waited …