I saw inside my uterus today:
A tiny black,
empty cavity
strong–
like an upside down pyramid
It stared back at me
Showering me with daggers of hope
and love
and truth
and relief
A meditation of sublime serenity;
I sailed on those silver saline waters
Ever present
Ever grateful
Ever me
I saw inside my uterus today
and what it told me made me smile.
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.
As a child, I rejoiced in making French braids and high buns out of its thick curls. I wrote my own stories within the impenetrable knots of marriage and motherhood, weaving through her silky strands that seemed to extend for miles. The comb that would agitate my own coiled hair would billow through hers, without the slightest effort.
In the corner of my mind she resides, large heavy cloak, dark, deep-set eyes—a constant reminder Her inky black clothes spill easily, if I let
I roll past the same ramp opposite the entrance that was the first door that opened my life to this new world and grin at