little puffy clouds large puffy clouds pillows large and small atop fences, cars, and tiny tree branches white, kind, brief white cotton blankets carpets unroll upon sidewalks, roads, lawns gentle, silent, unending the city is calm silent and whole not a question left in sight not a fear lingering in the wind just white, light, soft and brief clarity comes only like this Day 27 NaPoWriMo
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.
She peck, peck, pecks rhythmically drumming a beat that fills our upstairs. It’s sharp and sudden, making me panic. I listen closely, following it to
It used to be maybe twenty, A mad rush to get to the microwave and then, bathroom Shuffle food in and maybe a brief second
For N’s final graduation lunch, we went to Penang (a Malaysian restaurant in Chinatown). Penang is this little gem in Chinatown that no one talks