Poems


brought up for war

Runabon grew too, and like her father she found herself a boy and was fine with it and the two of us drifted

Juice

In a bottle, out the tap, I got this juicy goo in my veins. Whole stop. Gummy mummy waxing effigy, midnight the museum move like molasses statue sneak self-robbery or self-delivery. Goal stop. Hold the field’s revolution, take the cake claim the game, drink the juice jugo sluice open gates red punch river feed the…

boy

In the aftermath of fighting for my life at least twice my soul lay like an ash field of nightmares and memories of how I survived, but there

friend or shellfish

Serpent currents fish up friend food, or shellfish not for you food, dead end dread mood and it says hide hide mine mine shame is the game, this acid on plastic, eating away my pride like it and shame aren’t two halves of the fish scale when in fact they hurt the same (thank you,…

savage

The village stranger loses her curiosity after a year or so, the adventurer learns the names of the log cabin dwellers

Hiatus for the Unrequited

I’m nervous about sharing this poem, because it’s maybe a little too vulnerable, but…depression really does get like this sometimes. It comes and goes in waves and when the waves go real low, well…it feels like this poem. Sometimes I get discouraged and just existing feels really hard. But I wrote this poem a little…

moon wave

I didn’t want anyone to adopt me, I could take care of myself just fine probably. Or at least I’d made it this far. But I sort of wanted what

nightiaku

ripple blossom rose glisten, under the moonbeam, thirst at lake’s surface

village of dracans

The dracans lived without roofs, not even invisible magic ones. Their homes looked like log cabins if the logs were woven like yarn

Awareness Month

Disclaimer: the views expressed in this post represent those of a single autistic individual, who does not represent all or any other autistic people. April is Autism Awareness Month. Just like March is the month to notice the melting snow and budding trees. Just like October is the month stirring pumpkin spice in the air.…

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