In the end, when the rough winds slow and clouds slide away,
Warmth returns and I can get strong again and again and again.
Today I learned I am iterative.
So don’t worry girl, ’cause I’m coming back around–
not once, not twice
but always.
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.
The leaves sizzle on the wind dangling in crowds like kids on monkey bars. They twinkle in the early evening sky: stripes of green, yellow,
I am–but damn I try hard not to be– I am yet anotha girl manipulated into—cornered into enabling your male privileged ass That one who
Hypocrite I called them hypocrites for calling themselves Christians and judging me for wearing earrings to church. They called her a hypocrite for dating the