Gut Instinct, North Tower

by Annie Bien

You took a breath, jumped. Eyes closed. I would have. Praying to fly. Feet skyward so your landing wouldn’t be anticipated, gathering speed, fire, smoke, raining glass, perfect autumn day. That blue sky, sirens, silence.


Annie Bien has written two poetry collections and published flash fiction in print and online. She is a flash fiction winner and finalist of the London Independent Story Prize, 2020, and a Pushcart Nominee. She is an English translator of Tibetan Buddhist Sūtras for 84000.