Brought upon by difference
I
breathe out fire, inhale ice
a fusion.
I am a sculpted body of powerful thoughts
just waiting to be
Plucked,
petal by petal,
and to cover the earth with love.
Brought upon by difference
I
breathe out fire, inhale ice
a fusion.
I am a sculpted body of powerful thoughts
just waiting to be
Plucked,
petal by petal,
and to cover the earth with love.
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.




Soloing around town, the wind spirals through her hair, lifts the bottom edge of her dress and her skin is alive. She had forgotten–this side
The Potomac sparkled, reflecting the early afternoon light. Crisp Autumn wind flipped my hair straight up, above my head. I silently walked the labyrinth at

Illustration by Allie Olivares The Boy Who Drew Animals by Celeste Bloom There was once a boy who drew animalsto prove he had a soul.
In the syrupy pool of twisted lies, we are toys that stick to every surface Although on the Inside we are independent, healthy, most important