A Good Little Girls Zine

Mom Warned Me

For a month you freed me of—

but now I am the center of the whirlpool, the very current my mother warned me of as a young child each time I entered the ocean.

It is just as she said it would be—

A current so strong, you can’t swim out of.

I narrow my eyes, send red beams shooting at it, but it thrives inspite of me, continues to tug at my limbs and all I have to do is let it, some days I almost do because it would be easy to be twirling, drenched in the ocean of anger, resentment, envy 

But then I remember that sunny southern California coast upon which I sat, waves crashing at my feet, safely caressed by the exact current which I was warned against.

And I steady my breath, the current loosens its grip, sensing my fight

Not quite ready to be completely free of each other, we stay in our limbo of a relationship, sometimes tightly drowning, sometimes almost swimming.

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Sonia Chintha

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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