Red buds line thin long branches trees stand firm guarding baby purple flowers lime-green moss fly across the garden floor playful birds spread across the garden sky brown dead leaves dangle with finality life and death side by side work and play side by side fly together across the garden NaPoWriMo Day 6
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.
A summer thunderstorm drenched everyone on the street. A Johnny Cash song strummed from the tiny unseen speakers. A barely-there draft of wind greeted us
A soft coastal breeze sweeps open the back of my eyelet crop top and I lean into the table fluttering my eyes. Behind me, Miami’s city
In a land not too far away, in a town named Mclean, There’s a lovely little bakery named after it’s founder: Danielle’s Desserts. Danielle, Danielle