A Good Little Girls Zine

The flowers are still on the table,

the ones I so hastily purchased to brighten this place of mine

because those colors, they will break up this block of ice that’s burning my feet

but I couldn’t even place them in water—couldn’t give them their most basic need, couldn’t do for them

for I haven’t, haven’t been doing for me—my most basic need.

So they are dying.

slowly, a soft yielding death

while I, I remain standing on this frozen block,

feet numb.

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Sonia Chintha

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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