
Why I Choose Autistic Pride
Growing up, I was acutely aware that I did not belong. The proverbial elephant in the room, my identity was carved out of all the

Growing up, I was acutely aware that I did not belong. The proverbial elephant in the room, my identity was carved out of all the

Thinks in poetry, lives in prose Dreams in colors she cannot understand The music of her words is lost In the starts and stops of