A wall of marble
I rise, again and again
chipped edges standing.
A wall of marble
I rise, again and again
chipped edges standing.
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.
After an entire semester during which we battled: you versus me, debating every minute point till we were both left exhausted and empty After what
Sweet, silky plantain, creamy cinnamon custard massage my tongue. It’s new and addictive and comforting. A dull headache lingers reminding me that I am now
To Those Who Stole My Autonomy:
I stand a sturdy sixty inches; mostly fat,
a rumbling glacier
threatening civilization’s end.
a grown-ass brown woman
standing outside your pretty bougie house
of perfectly manicured lawns, stainless white fences.