Midday we meet
An Impromptu
family reunion
Spread around the concrete like marbles in a game, the lungs of this campus, we warm each other in this temporary space, a tiny escape:
this island packed with refugees.
Midday we meet
An Impromptu
family reunion
Spread around the concrete like marbles in a game, the lungs of this campus, we warm each other in this temporary space, a tiny escape:
this island packed with refugees.
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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