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.
Year one: survival. Year two: comfort, security. Year three: change it all.
Begin: again and again and again you can sit me down and point your scrawny finger at me, judge me, pierce holes of doubt on
Once upon a time, There were two hotels: the Waldorf and the Astoria from the family of Astor A premiere hotel Was born from the