Knees high, wide strides
I run towards nothing
away from everything
laughing loud and free
Bare feet on sand
I chase after everything
Stop
Turn
Chase some more.
No fear
No stress
No anger
No doubt
I turn the corner
gray strands framing my face
I see you take off
and feel it inside
that girl, the free one
without a care
No fear
No stress
No anger or doubt
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.
It is my belief that those who invented brunch, like me, did it as an excuse to eat more. Last year on a lazy Sunday,
Today I started the hunt again same one I’ve done over and over for fourteen years. I put on the camo, wiped clean the rifle,
female: forgotten forsaken forbidden fenced
follicular fallopian fundal fetus
fastidious fanatical fascinating fickle
foolish feisty fortunate freak
I. Brown eyes / sketched in dreams that feed upon the bluest sky hair / unruly in its stretch to reach the greenest valleys