Air | Victim to Charm

My dad once told me that air is the enemy. He meant in keeping food fresh, but I couldn’t help but choke.

If air is the enemy, is that why my breath catches in my throat?

If air is the enemy, why am I breathing at all?

If air is the enemy, is that why the sky is the limit?

If air is the enemy, why am I soaring?

This post is part of the A-Z Challenge. My theme is April Scribble, which includes microfiction, small vignettes, and poetry.

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12 thoughts on “Air”

Perhaps he was having a bad air day.

Good start to the month, Sabina.

As always, excellent! A question to ponder; a chuckle; a smile!

Love this! A great start to the challenge :)
Debbie

He had in right in context. I’m glad to open the windows today and let the air inside.

Great start! You took something we have all heard before and gave it a spin.

I totally understand how your imagination could run with this statement. I like your creative spin on it.

12 thoughts on “Air”