Poetry: Interrogate My Reception
AspienBlue
November 24, 2019
I feel your pain— not in sympathy, but in symphony.
Poetry
Poetry: How Do You Know?
vormaen
November 8, 2019
Who can change the tesseract that engulfs us towards doom? Who has all the answers, who can say what life means? Worst of all, how do you know?
Poetry: Beholden
stinkyzen
November 8, 2019
I can’t tell them it’s all right, but I can be with them. I am still strong, and I will never forget the green, and the wind from the high places. —This is when I am—
Poetry: Four AM Thoughts
avouleance
October 11, 2019
You’d think the world were ending. With how null-coloured cracks rack the sky. And razor winds shred the upside down sea overhead, Into shards of
Poetry: I can’t believe
insideamirrormaze
October 11, 2019
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.
POETRY: The Moon’s Lunacy
vormaen
October 5, 2019
Too bold and too brazen, set sunlit clouds of envious hues They form and dither without recollect of heart’s healing
POETRY: The Maker and His Folly
vormaen
September 27, 2019
There once was a stone Maker, Of eponymous resolve, Through every creative endeavor, Had a conundrum to solve.
Poetry: Counterfeit Menagerie
onelonedandelion
September 15, 2019
Creative writing in the form of freeverse poetry. An autistic portrayal of what lies behind the mask.
Poetry: Do You Hate Me?
vormaen
September 11, 2019
Do you hate me because I have the unique ability to question my surroundings objectively without superstition to cloud my judgement? Do you hate me
