REBLOG: ‘Dyslexia’ by Molly Shea

Poem: Little girl lost in a crowded classroom Trying to make sense of words on a page Frustrated beyond patience, she starts to fume Nothing makes sense when she looks at the words She tosses her pencil in a childish rage The punishment and embarrassment make her quiet She doesn’t demand, and she doesn’t pretend… Continue reading REBLOG: ‘Dyslexia’ by Molly Shea

Mind of, or: Matter

A 'Wheelchair Angel Style' poem My foot fractured, I stumbled around upon crutches, and never will I forget that experience. Still, truth be told & painful though that was, I was walking around again only several weeks later. Ultimately, those many days increased my appreciation of the daily struggles that my friend Jessica must contend… Continue reading Mind of, or: Matter

Ableism, or: Empathy

My 2nd American sentence The disabled ramp is serpentine. Hurry... We're in the museum! What's an 'American Sentence'? Allen Ginsberg, inventor of the American Sentence, felt that the haiku didn’t work as well in English. Ginsberg decided to remove the line structure of the haiku, maintaining the requirement of 17 syllables total. He felt that… Continue reading Ableism, or: Empathy