In time you will see,
all the tiny rocks that you collect in your pockets
they won’t weigh you down,
but instead will build you up.
In time you will see,
all the tiny rocks that you collect in your pockets
they won’t weigh you down,
but instead will build you up.
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.
Thick burgundy liquid stains the floor and it spreads like the tentacles of an octopus, bitter-sweet memories reach in every direction with my heart at
Christmas of 1995. Sam and I were independent enough to give presents using our funds. It was an exciting time. I knew exactly what I
grief that tastes of absent ice cream bars at the airport,
what is a welcome back to a hometown without a beloved tradition?
a perfectly sweet candy,
gummy to the mouth,
but sticking to the teeth.
konjac eaten too quickly can catch and choke.
gulp it down so that you can save yourself,