Sometimes it’s okay to leave the old behind to slide into a satin ballgown that sweeps the floor as you tiptoe across town.
Sometimes it’s just right to walk this tight rope and cross over to a pool of soft blue.
And sometimes,
Just sometimes
It’s blissful to bite into a pillowy pastry and let the world around you dissolve into a sugary sweet syrup.
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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