I stand atop a giant waterfall,
in my sharpest bikini, hair pulled back,
stretched, ready.
You? the gorilla glue
under my feet,
keep me in place,
firm and unyielding.
So I bend my knees, wiggle my toes,
fruitless attempts you say,
it doesn’t change my drive
to leave you:
a parasite whose stringy fingers travel my core,
eating away every ounce of light.
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.
I glance across the bridge at you in the distance, now blurred around the edges The old days are lanterns floating gentle into the sky.
Spooky Season by Kelly King Illustration by Jill Kimura Edited by Andrea Nevin It’s spooky season. You know – the period between October 1st and
She arrives once every 23 days crazy, blazing, like a tornado she takes it all down people, love, relationships– without prejudice. She cries during commercials,
brick by brick it builds on its own each year completely independent of me and my life oblivious, I carry on working, grading, planning, teaching,