Standing in my truth I spit tired laughter exhausts my mind loud yells, deafening chatter disconnection broken by tiny, teeny moments moments of gratitude, love, kindness I want it to be enough I beg it to be enough I try to grab it, hold it, feel it, keep it safe Yet, I'm left wanting wanting to feel a true honest bond!
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.
I grasp the color between my thumb and index finger, light and flexible Glide the pastel against paper like it’s a skate on ice, smooth and
As a college student, I lived my life dreaming about endless possibilities. Each day had the possibility of being completely meaningful and vital. I was
I dream Everyday Looking for clarity Searching Searching the train for answers Outside the landscape: green, lush, infinite looks back with serenity I wander through
Illustration by Deema Alawa We Were Queens by Parivash Goff This was a stolen October day, six hours of teaching traded for a two hour