Thick burgundy liquid stains the floor
and it spreads like the tentacles of an octopus,
bitter-sweet memories reach in every direction
with my heart at the center;
it lies
Open–
Drumming against the cherry wood
Beat, beat, beating.
A new song
Bleeds out;
it pulses
Crisp
Breaths of Possibility.
Can you hear it knocking?
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.
My silence seemed like abandonment, neglect, angry to you on those days when I asked for a reprieve, a moment to gather, mourn, feel. It
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