Each time it comes, I run, filled with curiosity and glee, pick up the strangely light box; hopes not quite shattered.
It is a box. It has arrived at my doorstep. It has to have something I will need.
And.
Each time. I open it, there lies space upon space of nothingness,
Just air.
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 Free Woman: Has Become by Sonia Chintha “Do you want to try to have kids again?” Dr. Jenson asked.“No.” A weight
Today I started the hunt again same one I’ve done over and over for fourteen years. I put on the camo, wiped clean the rifle,
It started with crossword puzzles. I enjoyed working on them during my commute, to help my brain wake up in the mornings. I appreciated their