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A woman is walking through a field. She has her hand on her hair and the sun is casting a golden hue on the tall grass

Poetry: I Must Not Walk On

A poem on the labouring journey in the unsteady steps of an autistic person who cannot feel the ground beneath her feet.

Poetry: Trending #MeToo

A harrowing poem from India about how common and devastating sexual assault can be.

Poetry: I can’t believe

The knowledge of being autistic and engaging with the autistic community has restored my faith in my intuition. This poem describes the dialogue I wish to have with those who advise me against my intuition.

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