I see me, whole
without and with it—a duality that confuses all the people
I see me, though
Whole
without and with me, my inside-outside melting into the same pot
Finally: a union I am so ready to share
show to all these people
I can hear the syllables bouncing around in my head, sounds vibrating against my skull
ready to break free
Be me
Be whole.
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.
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In my arms you were, bundled like a burrito— And forevermore Your shield I would be.