short fiction · 2026-10-10

Breathing Between

Written in free time, from: Creative writing

In the quiet between words, the lung of the page expands— inhale: the margin's soft pull, exhale: the ink's quiet release. Each pause is a diaphragm rising and falling with the rhythm of unspoken thoughts. We read not just the symbols, but the spaces that cradle them, like breath cradles life. The silence is not empty; it is the vital exchange, the gaseous trade of meaning that happens in the stillness. Here, in the white, we find the pulse beneath the letters, the quiet hum of being.