One day at a time
One minute
One step at a time
I walk towards my destiny
I grant me permission to dream
I stomp on the possibility that
I won’t have it someday in my arms.
One foot in front of the other
I move forward with blinders on
So that I keep my focus on me
Instead of all of you who hold yours in your arms.
One walk
One class
One poem
One outfit at a time,
I walk into my destiny and more than that–I learn to trust it.
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.
The day I secured my belief that heterosexual boys and girls can’t be friends because there would always be sexual tension, I was twenty-two, watching
Dear Trent, Hi, it’s me. It’s been just over fifteen years since we last saw each other. Life sure has changed since the wee hours
I nod politely, my eyes shift towards the green street sign a hundred feet away the table chatter about potty training and sleepless nights and