I hear you
brewing,
twisting,
tearing
through the trees in the backyard.
A violent energy—with the strength of dragons, crushing the tiny buildings beneath your fiery feet.
I get close to the window,
watch you near
smile at your magnetic pull,
let myself gravitate to the unflinching field of vehement,
hope to find my roar!
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.
After great pain, a formal feeling comes Nerves sit ceremonious, like Tombs The stiff Heart questions will I ever be light again? Am I good
Spinach, cabbage, onion, grape tomatoes, quinoa, apple, and radish swish around our wooden salad bowl waiting for their glistening attire. Olive oil, balsamic vinegar, nutmeg,
In a faux fur coat, one knee bent, arms flaring up, huge smile, I pose with my colleagues for our group Kindness Week photoshoot. strike
When I was twenty-three years, my boyfriend at the time broke up with me via text message. It said: “I don’t know if I can