A wall of marble
I rise, again and again
chipped edges standing.
A wall of marble
I rise, again and again
chipped edges standing.
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.
1. Him: “What’s this?” Me: “A Poem” Him: “But it doesn’t rhyme.” 2. “When I eat something, my shirt eats it too!” 3. Me: “What’s
Two years ago, I began to notice a slight change in my face. At first, I thought it was just weight gain, that my face
Walking through a field of sinking sand I push hard for clarity it doesn’t matter those words don’t matter I will not let them attach