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 every inch of my body
I will
block it all, for I have the courage of the billion women who came before me—my armor it’s a force, an iron gate of power
again and again and again
I will block your blows.
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.
Deep inside me under all the layers close to the warm core lies a bead, a pearl sized bead I look to it when I’m
female: forgotten forsaken forbidden fenced
follicular fallopian fundal fetus
fastidious fanatical fascinating fickle
foolish feisty fortunate freak
The absence of you is a dull achealways there, I take every OTC med I can get my hands on, but nothing works.because when it
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