Ridiculously, I walk home quite earnestly desirous of an extra leg sprouting from the top of my head. So that you might see me and know my difference without ingrained assumption.
Tag Archives: poetry
I – the slow child who could not spell: autism and poetry.
About my relationship to reading (as an autistic, dyslexic) and the fascination I have with a certain kind of vintage children’s literature.
Dead Squirrel: a poetic adventure
See what you think and please comment (I don’t mind honesty but I would appreciate kindness).