Date after date
Week after week
Month after month
They’re booked
Occupying my sweet free time with futile, ill-planned, ill-timed tasks
Which I silently complete smiling politely.
Date after date
Week after week
Month after month
They’re booked
Occupying my sweet free time with futile, ill-planned, ill-timed tasks
Which I silently complete smiling politely.
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 sit on the empty banks of the my island, edge of the cliffs, waves slamming into rock borders I’ve carved with my own blood
Two vacations, both alike in dignity, In fair Springfield (where we lay our scene) From annual girls trips to surprising spouses, Where civilian illness and
On one hand it’s all I want and can’t, maybe won’t have. On the other hand, it’s mine to love. The two opposites splash me