Upon arrival it’s clear:
English booms from speakers;
television, radio, conversations all around
it should be familiar,
comforting even–
instead the easy rounded sounds
of a language she knows inside out
feels wrong; sounds wrong
Disconnected
she tries to stay up past nine o’ clock;
forcing her body to remember:
this, too, is home,
this,
too,
is
home.
Sonia Chintha is an Indian American writer who lives in the Washington DC area. She blogs, writes poetry, and fiction. She is also an English teacher who believes that our experiences teach us more than any test. She is the founder and co-editor of Good Little Girls.
They are a secret society, A loud parade, A marching band, A cacophony A band of drummers practicing downstairs They Have It And outside alone
My mind overwhelms me with questions questions of worth questions of dreams questions of skill I sit alone stewing in preparation for it to come
wake, look, prepare: curl dress choose pack drive, think, listen dream reflect notice meditate lock, walk, prepare: sign-in type write clean organize copy whole-punch email