I try to walk
Straight across
Each step I place
gently forward
Focused and pure
Genuine simple
It feels
straight
It feels
right
It feels
Until I turn
make my way back
And see for the first time
My footprints–clear for miles and miles
Never straight
always curving
It’s there
Right there
For all to read:
There is no straight line
From one point to another.
Only curvy,
only bendy
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.
Expressing myself came very naturally, at a very young. In my eyes, everything I wrote was clear and glorious. Until I got to the Eight
New Year’s Eve 2011. Neil and I dined at one of my favorite restaurants in Alexandria: Bilbo Baggins. Yes, that’s right Bilbo Baggins as in
She scrunches up her face and bites her lip, as if the music is coming from deep inside her, Gallops in a figure eight around
Thick burgundy liquid stains the floor and it spreads like the tentacles of an octopus, bitter-sweet memories reach in every direction with my heart at