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.
In my arms you were, bundled like a burrito— And forevermore Your shield I would be.
After an entire semester during which we battled: you versus me, debating every minute point till we were both left exhausted and empty After what
I have this need well belief really that I simply must be the number one person there for every friend in need. What this means