So many times I sank
rocks in my pockets, heavy
Now, I walk forward
palms heavy with rocks
one foot in front of another
Steady gait onward.
So many times I sank
rocks in my pockets, heavy
Now, I walk forward
palms heavy with rocks
one foot in front of another
Steady gait onward.
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.
To Those Who Stole My Autonomy:
I stand a sturdy sixty inches; mostly fat,
a rumbling glacier
threatening civilization’s end.
a grown-ass brown woman
standing outside your pretty bougie house
of perfectly manicured lawns, stainless white fences.
Every August, I mourn the end of my freedom. Freedom to wake up late, to cook lunch and leisurely eat it while watching a rerun
I may not have the stretch marks, well actually I do, but not on my stomach. I may not have the C-section scar from hip