Every task, on paper and mind,
Crossed off—
With the luxury of a clean house,
Lit up with pastels at every corner
It must be April, when the frost of winter is already a distant memory and every thing is coming up!
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.
I. Around my neck hangs a tiny, silver disc, dulled by the oil of my skin, and sunscreen, so small it’s hard to recognize the
Illustration by Deema Alawa Has Set Me Free by Susan Chung Un – prefix Become – verb ing – suffix When did you find out
Tilt my chin to the skies and envision your skies: mostly gray, maybe cloudy, framed by the pine greens and you— With your bright ass