Used to be that weekends were my refuge, my resting place, my recharge station
When did they become the other? Filled with mysteries, I obsess to solve in my head letting thin slimy threads slip out now and then
Used to be that evenings, I couldn’t wait for, bouncing the minute that key jiggled in the lock, a puppy awaiting her owner
When did they become a dreaded period? hours immersed in fears I can’t escape. A constant state of restraint from my desires.
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.
Walking through a field of sinking sand I push hard for clarity it doesn’t matter those words don’t matter I will not let them attach
Muriel the Brave by Diana Vaniotis and Parivash Goff Illustration by Jill Kimura Edited by Parivash Fahim Goff & Sonia Chintha Consumed by the everyday
