Gears shift, up, down
park, drive, neutral, drive, park
apparitions coast over, under
click, clack, squeal, click, clack
and I
I’m still here
A lil’ new, a lil’ old,
a lot whole
no more parts surfing on wind-threads
no more slices trampled at every turn
no more edges scraping tin-walls
no I
I’m here.
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 know you always feel like there is this half or my half that weighs you down, dragging you to almost nothingness. I know you
I dig and dig and dig sweat dribbles down my forehead, shoulders heavy, mind focused I dig and dig and dig arms ache for me
At the beginning of this year, a colleague and friend told me that I was born to lead, but that I must learn to follow