Standing in my truth I spit tired laughter exhausts my mind loud yells, deafening chatter disconnection broken by tiny, teeny moments moments of gratitude, love, kindness I want it to be enough I beg it to be enough I try to grab it, hold it, feel it, keep it safe Yet, I'm left wanting wanting to feel a true honest bond!
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.
I recently went on a short trip with a few good friends. I think I’ve discovered the perfect combination for trips with friends as an
My dear Summer wind, Thy cool breath on me Blow! Oh so soothing, I thank thee lovely wind, my dear. Swim through me cool me
There was a time when I only ate rice, curry, chapatis, mangoes, pickle, dosas, dosas, and daal. I ate it for breakfast. I ate it