Rosy cirrus clouds spread their wings across the blush skies, carelessly sprawling their wispy feathers
You see, it’s solstice and they are showing off,
Sweeping the horizon like rulers of the heavens, trains of their gowns blowing behind them in the summer wind.
And I?
I tilt my head in respect, bowing unworthy.
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.
Guayaquil, Ecuador – 1929 Etelvina Alarcón awakes just before dawn, muttering “Se acabó la buena vida.” The good life is over. She arrives at
Guest Blog! Enjoy! It’s a loop from childhood – 3 is a magic number. So 3 get in the car for 3 days To find
In the syrupy pool of twisted lies, we are toys that stick to every surface Although on the Inside we are independent, healthy, most important