I
Am
a fucking mountain, sturdy, tall, muscular
you may try to move me, shoving with your words
you may try to blow a tunnel through me, use large sticks of dynamite to show me you are in charge
And I will remain me:
A mountain of a woman, no obstacle in my path, I rise to the heavens.
Peak above you!
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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