Every task, on paper and mind,
Crossed off—
With the luxury of a clean house,
Lit up with pastels at every corner
It must be April, when the frost of winter is already a distant memory and every thing is coming up!
Every task, on paper and mind,
Crossed off—
With the luxury of a clean house,
Lit up with pastels at every corner
It must be April, when the frost of winter is already a distant memory and every thing is coming up!
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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I am–but damn I try hard not to be– I am yet anotha girl manipulated into—cornered into enabling your male privileged ass That one who