
Poem: Anomaly
You are an anomaly;A nebula, the birth-place of light and wonder.Your glow is widespread and beyond reach. They will call you a rarity.They will ask

You are an anomaly;A nebula, the birth-place of light and wonder.Your glow is widespread and beyond reach. They will call you a rarity.They will ask

Autistic artist Ra Butler shares her sequential art and poetry piece, “Fire Set Free,” telling the story of her relationships through the lens of a fire goddess forgotten to time.

An #actuallyAutistic perspective of ABC’s, “The Good Doctor.”

It often seemed like people around me didn’t have so much trouble learning what direction to grow in. They just knew how to become a human being. They knew when to say hello and goodbye, how to jump rope, ride bikes, what to talk about, and what to wear.

I’ve always felt that I am biding my time. When I say “I’ve always felt”, I mean as far back as I can remember. Like the things I was seeing and experiencing in my life were not the whole shebang. There was another place I was living and operating . . . almost.

It was the anniversary of Moby Dick‘s publication. 15 November 1851. The song was released on 15 November ’18. This has to mean something, but

What a joy it is was to make art. It used to be my whole world, and I devoted my life to it. Something strange

Be me, an unknowingly-autistic man. Put yourself in my shoes. I managed school. Literature and English language were a bit of an issue, though. I

Trigger warning: this one is dark Content warning: bad poetry Fifteen years ago, I wrote a poem. This was fifteen years before I had a

I’m at least an hour and half early. I didn’t know what parking would be like, and transitioning from Mom brain to Entertainer brain is