Like landmines in a field of daisies, you live
buried all over the soil
and I—
unknowingly, frolic through
catching. every. mine
on my way—
petals explode, stems split in half
and I—
I push my organs back inside, sew my skin back together
Every. Single. Mine.
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.
It’s late Autumn. Sunday. Cheery yellow leaves cover the driveway like an aisle for a wedding; we walk towards the front door, hand in hand.
Illustration by Jill Kimura the mOOn is a wOman by Abigail Hawk ancient greeks believed the mOOn’s dark places were core-deep seas,and they named themmarias. god
Being an activist means strategy is your friend, don’t mistake every opportunity to fight as the right fight, though every opportunity will make your blood