I dig and dig and dig sweat dribbles down my forehead, shoulders heavy, mind focused
I dig
and dig
and dig
arms ache for me to stop, palms callused: bleed, crimson droplets paint the ground
and
I dig
and dig
and dig
For Laying the foundation means shaking the earth, getting dirty, and feeling some pain.
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.
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