All the “should haves” pile up: one on top of the other and blind my vision.
I stare at the cards I’ve been dealt, my fingers clutch them tightly as I work out the probability of every possible outcome
But all the cards point to a loss.
So I sit frozen,
knowing I should play the cards,
count my losses
and walk away
But—
All the “shoulds” are blocking my ability to act.
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.
Glistening spinach and Chorizo atop thick tender scallops arrive in front of me Saturday night. The plate sits next to the mason jar filled to
Pop, pop, pop The kernels push the lid aside, Pop, pop, popping Bursting to the top, like greedy animals, they push each other out of
