Soft streams of light
tread across the dark floorboards,
cold, warm
and I kayak along them
gently paddling my way
towards, away
fluttering my fingers in the light
I trace figure eights in the air beside me
slide my chin in and around
a circle
The slight burn skims my lips
and my lungs expand in all directions,
balloons against a ribcage
I close my eyes,
an orange glow encompasses me
a cocoon
I love it here.
I love it here.
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.
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
Tiny brown beads sizzle in my non-stick pan, slowly enlarging. I stick my nose closer to get a whiff of the mustard seeds I’m pickling
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