With a baby breath, I swim to the farthest end of the pond, believing in this, in us
memories of the strength I get from us glide with each stroke and I grasp the water in my fist,
a useless act of preservation,
for there’s only one thing to do here, in this bottomless pond:
swim on toward the banks of 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.
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