It’s barely there anymore
I hear
these words and
immediately am blaming
me, then I’m defensive
I’ve
been
through
so much
the list in my head
begins:
illness illness illness meds meds meds transition transition transition
like a long train that’s speeding by
and I am waiting for it so I can finally
crossover.
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.
In you I found the layer, the one and only layer that’s still unseen by most of my family: the whole me, complete circle. though
I lower my chest and inhale everything blurs the white line in front of me, the screaming crowds. My heartbeat slows and suddenly it’s all
What I’ve learned is alarming my insides and yet when you notice it in me, I flutter with pride. Could I do it, genuinely? Yes,
“If you are in the green, that means you have more to give to this workout,” Jess said. I looked up at the giant screen.