Soloing around town, the wind spirals through her hair, lifts the bottom edge of her dress and her skin is alive.
She had forgotten–this side of life, the freedom,
No compromises, no responsibility, no words, no leaning
Suddenly a self-reliant woman for a few,
She sees, though she has many whom she loves, who love her, she actually only needs herself for the night.
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.
Tilt my chin to the skies and envision your skies: mostly gray, maybe cloudy, framed by the pine greens and you— With your bright ass
It’s an 80 degree May day, I am sitting in front of twelve students, my advisees. Six eighth grade girls; six eighth grade boys. My
Illustration by Kelly Cole A Cracked Pomegranate by Rosa Parhizkar “Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field. I’ll meet you there”
Last Monday, Neil made a crazy good dinner that I am still thinking about! He made salmon cakes, couscous with olive oil, and spinach sauteed