Across the street
there is hustle and bustle,
A constant buzz of thrill—
beats pumping, bodies moving
Continuous action.
Across from that is a still life sketch,
Staged to perfection
Colors and objects in
Exact locales—even the wind can’t shift them.
Then there’s me.
Swerving back and forth
pedaling to balance
side to side
Down the middle of the road.
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.
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