Her words
And hers
And hers…
They are a cage, always reminding me of what’s not there.
My words
And mine
And mine
And ours…
They are a map: black and white instructions on how to escape, how to flip my sights from empty to full, how to live my life…
Instead of hers and hers and hers.
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.
Illustration by Allie Olivares Unmasked by Sonia Chintha “Why don’t you mask every day as an immunocomprised person?” Kyle asks. It is the second to
I used to hold tight the story that my dad was an excellent cook when he got married, and my mom had no clue. Thus,
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