scattered into
tiny
bits and pieces
south
southwest
north
Northeast
hungry
to be glued
back together
they remain–
scattered
They try and try
holding on
with
the click, click, click
of each letter and piece
lighting only for fractions
tiny instants
dangling in between–
but in reality
they are scattered.
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.
“Traditions bring people together,” declared a 7th grade student in my 5th period class. We were sitting in large squarish circle. Our first Socratic Seminar
INT. Industrial building. Public Gym. Virginia. Two females have placed mats in the free weight area. The plan: pilates with weights. They stagger the mats,
When I think of Indian Aunties, I think slightly overweight, always dressed in saris or floor length night gowns from the eighties, and most importantly