spring – Jordyn Saelor

Back North

Hey Kid, it’s been a while since I’ve been back north. Have the daffodils sprung up yet in the flower beds? Have the magnolias bloomed? Are the puddles expanding outside the window, are your boots tall enough to stomp through them and stay dry up top? Hey Kid, I listened to a Raye song, andContinue reading “Back North”

April Truth

I raised my hands to the heavens you came from so when you left I cried drizzles on this pitiful desert, but my arms are strong, they always did hold up the sky, one day I might lower them

Phobia

Help me, they’re coming for me– 12:37 am I shine my phone’s flashlight under the bed, in the closet, beneath the dresser, up and down the walls I wipe the floor with tissues the vent slats the outlets 1:23 am I crawl from under the covers turn on the lamp bend over and stare underContinue reading “Phobia”

Some random Autism Spectrum stuff

Autism Spectrum Disorder–or, when you experience challenges in multiple (or all) of these areas, and a whole bunch of others that aren’t included here. Autism Spectrum Circle/Wheel/Chart thing–a great graphic for explaining complex neurodiversity Autistic individuals present traits to varying degrees in many categories. For example, if your senses are easily overloaded, you might sayContinue reading “Some random Autism Spectrum stuff”

by wildernesses/stinging green

To me, the color green symbolizes nature, my love for the grass and leaves and pine needles. — By “wilderness,” I don’t mean the vast desert where people dehydrate, or the shipwrecked island survival stories, or rugged backpacking in the woods. When I say “wilderness,” I speak as something not entirely human, something deeply attunedContinue reading “by wildernesses/stinging green”

A special April day nonsense poem

A honey bunny goes runny through the sunny. How funny–PIER PRESSURE>:( Don’t listen to the docks, dear French Pier, so named for your father Peter. Peter Rabbit got baked into a pie, or maybe that’s a different guy, so many rabbits and pie-bakers I’ve lost track of their fable-makers. A bunch of bunny honeys wentContinue reading “A special April day nonsense poem”