When the cold winds congregate with the warm ones, be cautious.
Something is stirring within, it could just skip over you and destroy your neighbor or you could be caught in the eye of this storm: a twisting,
churning,
violent
helix of furiously rash words that could pierce your heart and leave you on the dirty floor leaking blood.
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.
“What is your purpose?” She asked earnestly. I stared back blankly. What is my purpose? Like a confused sixteen year old, I slouched shaking my
They are a secret society, A loud parade, A marching band, A cacophony A band of drummers practicing downstairs They Have It And outside alone