What I’ve learned is alarming my insides and yet when you notice it in me, I flutter with pride.
Could I do it, genuinely?
Yes, I am good at it.
Yes I deserve it and man the reward seems high
But the cost
still feels higher
What I’ve learned is alarming: the platter before me, it sits, within arms reach,
untouched
catching my eye with every sun ray.
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.
One rainy evening, after a hip-hop class, I boldly asked to my then artistic director her opinion of my ability. For ten months, I had
Autumn’s first frost forms, a thin layer of crystals cover the blades of grass we take our early morn’ family walk, thinking thinking thinking i
She scrunches up her face and bites her lip, as if the music is coming from deep inside her, Gallops in a figure eight around
back home a loneliness fills the reality of it ending the fantasy blown away by the winds of truth unpack rearrange call him call her