Behind her
A mountain of ashes rise
Tall, venomous
Encompasses a year’s worth of darkness
that took residence in her bloodstream
and infected every inch of her body
The rubble of desires now gray dust
Behind her.
While now
she saunters delicately into still waters–
Knows what’s ahead won’t be perfect,
but goes anyway
courageously
seeking the next piece to photograph and keep as her own.
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.
It’s 4:15PM and I’m desperately attempting to exit the city to make a Zumba class at 5:30. I am parched beyond parched, but still avoiding
Swimming in a pool of crimson, she melts, her pounding pelvis contracts: a 3 month reminder now (no longer monthly thanks to modern science) that
Where is My Long Sword by Sonia Chintha Illustration by Jill Kimura Edited by Parivash Fahim Goff & Andrea Nevin air in, fill the body
I try to walk Straight across Each step I place gently forward Focused and pure Genuine simple It feels straight It feels right It feels