I drove down another path today, in another car, dreaming other dreams
The dust behind did not chase my car, no, it watched me move on, away from those old thoughts
I drove in the same city, with the same passenger, but it was new, and I was just a bit giddy with the newness of the other.
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.
a single tear glides down her cheek like a snail out for a walk down the driveway slow, slow, slow It’s time, her body knows
A silky-sweet, buttery-crisp scallop honors my tongue and I’m instantly nodding and embarrassingly “mmming” so the table next to me grows awkwardly silent. The plate