It is all glory…
Until it is not and that
Friends is life’s story.
It is all glory…
Until it is not and that
Friends is life’s story.
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.
It fell in large, fluffy clusters and small, shiny dots at a rate that was steady steady and metered. Light and flaky it settled spread–
It is my belief that those who invented brunch, like me, did it as an excuse to eat more. Last year on a lazy Sunday,
There’s a conveyor belt–slow moving. And You, you have your feet glued to it, letting it carry you–never walking yourself. In between–you and I; space
Each time the seasons change It rises above sea level Waiting to be released Waiting to flood and force A reboot Each time the seasons