Day 1
Recovery now
Sleep wake talk pain sleep
Hey! Are you with me?
Stay, go, stay, stay please
Am I alone In this room?
Where is everyone?
I’m here, right here
Laughing crying staying
Next to you any day, night too
—white sleepover!
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.
When I was about six or seven years old, I had my first sip of coffee in my father’s hometown: Narasapur, India. It was summer
Illustration by Deema Alawa Brown girl, fragile by Sonia Chintha I swim in the clear soup of your fragility A backstroke that inevitably feels like
for wearing ties and high-heeled boots for Speaking up for speaking the truth I burp, I curse, I’m hard as asphalt I’m tired of your
Blue like the ocean big, bright, kind Blue like the sky above, vast, wide, love Blue where I found you now, here, there, more Light