A Good Little Girls Zine

What you have is a loud in my face kind of life that can cut, slice my flesh open

I still walk, upright, one foot at a time, a trail of burgundy behind me—the only evidence of the hurt

It is easy to remain on this lower rung, while you tower above me, seemingly carrying all that you want and all that I should want

I still stand, upright, feet grounded, the dust on my hair the only evidence of inadequacy.

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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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