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.
Jorn Bettin, in collaboration with the autistic community, has come up with a communal definition of autism. We ask that you use the comment section below to let us know what ideas you have to improve this definition.
Too bold and too brazen, set sunlit clouds of envious hues They form and dither without recollect of heart’s healing
There once was a stone Maker, Of eponymous resolve, Through every creative endeavor, Had a conundrum to solve.
Creative writing in the form of freeverse poetry. An autistic portrayal of what lies behind the mask.
What are we really saying when we say, “Oh well,” “nevermind,” “I can do without it,” or “forget I ever mentioned it. A poetic exploration.
It hurts to hold this hissing light.
Sears the skin.
Leaves ugly scars.
Where it tears with acrid claws.
An autistic woman explores feeling displaced in a world not designed for her.
An autistic marauder finds more than contentment in nature.
Feel my gaze as a wild thing’s nearby attention— when you meet it, be gentle. My burrow is close, to hide me from sudden strangers.
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