A matrix of lines stare back at me–a list of endless possibilities for a day of discovery.
My feet my only transportation; oh glorious liberty: a new city within my grasp.
Should I start North, South, East, or West?
Water! It is my North star, forever tugging me towards the bay.
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.
she likes to dream big dreams she gets excited about it all greener grass, driving down curvy roads laying on the sand, watching the clouds
I walk through the drizzling leaves and make a wish on each leaf as if it were a shooting star. The wind sweeps through us
Wispy strands of air whip my body, a gentle massage only a winter’s morn can provide; I tilt my chin up into the brilliant blue