The familiar surface sinks heavy in my lungs
a vapor of old grimy thoughts, infects my body, convincing me that
I am
not enough,
can’t do this,
will always,
can’t break the cycle
Even though
each day I prove it wrong.
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.
Today I stood at the edge of the atlantic with my feet under salty water where sky blends into ocean and clouds sail overhead in
The crisp cool air catches my cheeks, like a mother holding the face of her child in her palms– I gaze back into her eyes:
