By Dianne Loyet 3 poems about being autistic. 1. Please i keep the world’s chaos at bay by classifying and quantifying its minutia seven times i hear "cross street with caution vehicles may not stop" two steps i take across one square of sidewalk i am captain kirk keeping the sky in place …

By S. Scott Sanderson Sometimes I feel A bubbling coming up Inside me It cannot be contained When I was younger, I used to give in I would dance, a happy dance Limbs flailing wildly Dancing back and forth And in circles Sometimes, I’d clap Into the air No reason needed Just an unbridled enthusiasm O…

The poem, “More Than One Way to Fly,” I wrote in honor of my son, who is on the autism spectrum. The poem, which illustrates the relationship between a social Chickadee and a solitary Brown Creeper, is an appeal for neurotypicals to reach out to the marginalized. By Tami Ullom More Than One Way to …

Header Image: Kabir Vernal “Coloured Hands” Hand imprints of Kabir Outlined and Coloured in using Acrylic Marker Pens on Ivory Paper. Kabir is a 10-year old mostly non-speaking child who loves playing with sticky textures, colors and the process of creating art. This is the Art of Auti…

Cover Image: Michael Sardoni “Peace Dove for the Ukraine” Paper Mosaid and Digital Art “Peace Dove for the Ukraine represents hope that someday there will be peace in Ukraine and the whole world.” As we approach September 21, the date the United Nations has named the Inter…

Header image: Adhyayan Trehan, Age 9 – Butterfly The Art of Autism is thrilled with all the children’s submissions in our 7th Annual Art & Poems for Peace initiative. We will be sharing poetry & art throughout the month of September. Last week we shared teen submissions. Thi…

“My little cousin was diagnosed with autism at 2 years old and ever since I’ve been watching him grow up into this little amazing man. I recently wrote a poem about his special gifts.” – Alayna Kurland Camelio By Alayna Kurland Autism isn’t a disease, it’s my little cousin, Camelio, havi…

Jake By Sanchia Storey My life is uncomplicated, black, and white. I don’t speak in forked tongue, Hide meanings behind tones, I give the bare bones.   Never hide behind lies and hidden truths just to be liked. I am really me, No ego to feed, All to see.   Naked to the eye I say what I be…

Autism Level 1 Speaks By Theresa Werba In a world of hyper-stimuli, Lights and sounds and touches, I retreat into the world within myself for relief. There is too much to process all at once, It comes at me like a screaming hoard, shoving up against my walls and forcing me to interact. Why interact?…

By Nils Skudra This morning I had the opportunity to watch My Name is David, a compelling short film featuring the actual words of David Shapiro Sharif (May 28, 1997 – April 23, 2022), a young autism advocate who recently died suddenly at the age of 24. Made in Claymation, the film provides a…

Autistic Changeling By Dana Trick Once upon a time, A child was born to a family. At first, they were overjoyed with the child, But when they’d exhibited strange behaviors that don’t belong to other children, When they’d showed passionate interest and knowledge of strange things, When they’d acted …

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…