I hate people for
everything and nothing, but
each night it’s vapor
and I am me again.
The hate is a pile of ashes
I’ve burned through for now
by
honoring feelings
that I’ve been taught to bury.
Still
I rise
a woman
who feels.
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.
Friday afternoon after an intense Pilates class, I walked over to Nickell’s & Scheffler for a quick snack. They had just finished preparing chili and
Monsoon Season by Sonia Chintha Illustration by Wendy Nogales Edited by Parivash Fahim Goff & Andrea Nevin A fire was born at midnight in monsoon
Deadlines are closer than they appear, I was always told in high school; I used to hate the phrase, the sentiment. Deadlines are closer than