By Dana Trick Autistic Diagnosis The explanation of My life. The reasoning of My weirdness. The justification for My getting help. The solution of My struggles The assertion of My existence. The acceptance of Myself. Autistic Medication The little life-hack strategies And expensive therapies ar…

By Matt Valente Orangutan means man of the forest, But man is busy destroying their forest. Oh the Irony! You ask why? Mainly in search of palm oil, We ruin the orangutan’s native soil. These noble beasts are left to die; It’s enough to make your blood boil. Save the orangutans; that’s what I say: …

By Scott Norman Rosenthal “The Malingerer Goes to the Movies,” (a Dis-Ability Coming-Out poem, for Colin Kempner, and Judith Wright) 1. You’re sitting there, and it’s getting harder to breathe. It feels as if a little man, like a gnome, has crept up the back of your seat, and dropped a net in…

Poetry by Sophie Dutsch-Zdanowicz Into the Black Pound in my head, chill in my skin Rattling breath stuck in my lungs Into the black Full moon in full glow, but does not Shine to where I stand Into the black Abandoned street, broken windows Hustle and bustle of maintown Muffled by distance and an ev…

Poetry by Sophie Dutsch-Zdanowic Into the Black Pound in my head, chill in my skin Rattling breath stuck in my lungs Into the black Full moon in full glow, but does not Shine to where I stand Into the black Abandoned street, broken windows Hustle and bustle of maintown Muffled by distance and an eve…

This writing is dedicated to those who understand the autistic people of this world to be unique and special, and who would not want them any other way. The Autistic Plea for Understanding Why do you look upon me the way you do, you who see me as a standout. When you look upon me, you see s…

Thank you, thank you to all the creative, magical and diverse individuals who shared words and peace-filled images with us to honor World/International Peace Day ~ September 21, 2018. We imagine a world where every day is PEACE DAY, lived to the best of our imaginations, consciousness, heart, and ac…

“The Dove of Peace, more than anything that’s something this world needs, peace. He is flying through the city at night in front of a billboard that shows the earth holding a banner reading “Peace”. I love to draw. I think it’s because it calms me down. For whatever reason I a…

By Kimberly Gerry Tucker Someone once told me, “I don’t understand your poetry! What is the meaning?!” I had to contemplate that before I answered. Finally, I said, “Read it slowly and see the images it evokes. Ask yourself, what does Kim’s poetry mean to me?” The sidewalk I’m on is pitted, crumblin…

By Chris Richardson It’s been proven that working with autistic students’ creativity and stimulating their imagination enhances the learning process, and helps them absorb information faster. Teaching your students how to create poems is a great way for them to start accumulating new information, an…

“When I feel movement, I feel peaceful. Numbers make me feel peaceful. The words I want to replace them with are better things. Please do not ask me any more questions because they are too ridiculous to ask. I like how the words sound,” Sammy Austin Peace House By Sammy Austin I gotta shake shake sh…

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Be a part of peace; take a stand; demonstrate peace in all your interactions. By Keri Bowers On December 10, 1964, Martin Luther King Jr. accepted The Nobel Peace Prize. In his acceptance speech in part he said: Sooner or later all the people of the world will have to discover a way to live togethe…

By Mikey Allcock My journey is through my years in my mind. It is my poem. I have put photographs with it so others can make a dream. FORT I saw dark tunnels It was an adventure I opened the door to an empty roomI climbed the stairs I found darkness I opened the door to an empt…