Autism

  • Gaze

    You looked at me, one day, and you told me, “you can’t even look yourself in the eye”.  And you stood up behind me, and moved me, like some kind of poseable mannequin, pushing me closer to the old mirror… Continue reading

  • Escape

    This place is full of smoke,  but also light. And the dust dances on the beams of it, playful and chaotic, like wee stars… Continue reading

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