a dandelion.
I stand alone awaiting—
a gust to set me free
a dandelion.
I stand alone awaiting—
a gust to set me free
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.





Illustration by Allie Olivares On Becoming by Ridhika Tripathee I walk through the park yearning to feel I allow myself to move for hours step.
There once was a room in a town close to a city A room in a building filled with Locals from near and far. It’s
Jealousy spreads in her veins dark, grimy, moves at the speed of light, destroys the walls of her veins,
I like to stew on somedays—in the bubbling, gurgling thick starchy liquid of doubt. It’s warm and cozy: a pot of unyielding fears and questions.