Me and you everything
warm, oozing, always there love
raw, layered—a labyrinth
Of
stories upon stories
a brick wall, melding two separate lives into
a joint structure—
you and I everything
proof that independence does not equal solitude
we grind out our experiences
as different as they are, they mix into one shared experience
For
Me and you, we
Unsquashable love,
with steadfast ears we listen and listen
because
you and I everything.
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 walked the familiar route; the same one I’d taken a few days ago, shuffling through contractions. Now I was making the treksolo, my son
The first time I had grits was a rainy Sunday brunch at a shi-shi French-Southern restaurant in West Nashville. I had their version of shrimp
When I point a spotlight at you/us, I see clearly how clogged the pores have gotten, how our skin is filled with blemishes from these