{"id":2214,"date":"2013-10-15T01:19:15","date_gmt":"2013-10-15T01:19:15","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/?p=2214"},"modified":"2013-10-15T01:19:15","modified_gmt":"2013-10-15T01:19:15","slug":"everything-flows-by-sozou-kyrkou-konstantina","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/everything-flows-by-sozou-kyrkou-konstantina\/","title":{"rendered":"Everything flows by Sozou-Kyrkou Konstantina"},"content":{"rendered":"<h1 style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/07\/honda.png\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter  wp-image-1234\" alt=\"honda\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/07\/honda.png?resize=439%2C227\" width=\"439\" height=\"227\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/07\/honda.png?w=1218&amp;ssl=1 1218w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/07\/honda.png?resize=300%2C155&amp;ssl=1 300w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.everywritersresource.com\/shortstories\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/07\/honda.png?resize=1024%2C531&amp;ssl=1 1024w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 439px) 100vw, 439px\" \/><\/a><\/h1>\n<h1 style=\"text-align: center;\"><\/h1>\n<h1 style=\"text-align: center;\">Everything flows<\/h1>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">by Sozou-Kyrkou Konstantina<\/p>\n<p>Suitcase in hand, backpack slung over your shoulder, unruly fringe shading your sad eyes, you bend to flick an air kiss on my wet cheek.<\/p>\n<p>\u2018Have to go\u2019 you say.<\/p>\n<p>Your musky cologne fills my lungs, numbs my brain.<\/p>\n<p>\u2018We\u2019ll be in touch.\u2019<\/p>\n<p>Yes, we will, but it\u2019s Katherine\u2019s picture in her one-piece swimsuit you\u2019ve got in your wallet, not mine. And it\u2019s the Swatch she\u2019d given you for your birthday you\u2019re wearing around your wrist, not my Omega.<\/p>\n<p>You think I don\u2019t know who\u2019s taken over your heart now. But, I guess, that\u2019s life. Everything flows and nothing stays, like Heraclitus had said. The younger always replacing the elders.<\/p>\n<p>I haul myself off the sofa and make to grab you by the nape of your neck, craving to nuzzle it the way I used to, but I stop short. In the past you didn\u2019t seem to mind but lately you\u2019ve been shouldering me away.<\/p>\n<p>\u2018Get off me!\u2019 you\u2019d say.<\/p>\n<p>\u2018I don\u2019t want to get off you. I don\u2019t want to be left alone,\u2019 my thoughts find their ragged way out of my mouth. You look at me in exasperation that soon turns into commiseration.<\/p>\n<p>\u2018It\u2019s only four years mum. Till I get my degree. Then I\u2019ll be all yours,\u2019 you give me a warm hug and dart out the main door.<\/p>\n<p>###<br \/>\nSozou-Kyrkou Konstantina is a Greek writer living in Athens but writing in English. She has studied Literature and holds an MA in Creative Writing from Lancaster University UK. Her short stories have appeared in the anthology &#8216;Even Birds are Chained to the Sky&#8217; by The Fine Line Editorial Consultancy and online by several journals such as The Wilderness House Literary Review, The Missing Slate, Tincture Journal Issue Three, Five Stop Story, The Literary Yard and Bareback magazine (this November issue).<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Sozou-Kyrkou Konstantina is a Greek writer living in Athens but writing in English. 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