I am
productive
not overwhelmed
I am
even
at times bored.
I am okay
but wonder
is there more?
I am steady
climbing up,
climbing down
breathing
sitting
being
sleeping
It’s all new
this space around,
above,
beneath
between
Yet–
I know it
all
inside out
I am memories sweeping by
I am dreams filling up
I am floating
these calm waters
steady
steady
steady
swim.
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.
Pop, pop, pop The kernels push the lid aside, Pop, pop, popping Bursting to the top, like greedy animals, they push each other out of
Today I stood at the edge of the atlantic with my feet under salty water where sky blends into ocean and clouds sail overhead in
Burning brightly through the window The sun’s ray cut into space Warming every inch Filling it to its brim Crackling kindly from below The fire