Free
of your blame
I stand—
on my two feet.
Free
of the cloudy past
like an oak in a storm
I am firmly grounded.
Free
of your expectations
Free
of my expectations
I sail on—
through deep waters
It’s a first
I agree
It’s right
It’s me
Me; now
Free of you
Free of me
I can begin—
anew.
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.
You hurl lies again and again -— with earnest eyes that pierce through mine and lie easily without fear And break— the trust I value
brick by brick it builds on its own each year completely independent of me and my life oblivious, I carry on working, grading, planning, teaching,
I’m at the edge of my seat, clutching my phone because I can’t think of anything else to clutch. Between breaths, I glance at my