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Poet, lawyer, disability advocate, writer, wheelchair rider, dog lover. Ripping off the labels to see anew. (@mmarywords)

I am not just one voice alone. I am one voice among a billion.

The words TOGETHER WE HAVE FORCE written atop of each other seven times inred against a geay background.
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Disabled

It’s not a dirty word
It’s what I am
It’s what a billion are
It’s what you will be
if you live
long enough

It may make you
Squirm
Stare
Avert your eyes

Challenge your brain
Fail to imagine

Condescend
Pity
Idolize
Ignore

Tempt to ask
Ask

Race your…


Get used to isolation, but keep trying to connect.

Large staircase in front of a building filling the picture with people walking up and down
Source: Philipp K

Smile —
until you don’t care
what everyone else thinks
always smile —
it protects against pity.

Watch for the smallest
deviations in your path. …


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A Limerick


Who will save us all?

Jordan McQueen on Unsplash.com

On zombie days when Buddha sleeps
and karma seems to pause
the world lies deep in murky haze
obscuring sacred laws

On zombie days when Buddha sleeps,
the fortune-monger thrives
and peddlers sell their souls for keeps
endangering all our lives

On zombie days when Buddha sleeps
and countries fall astray
the…


To a life played out in clips

Ink drawing of young girl hugging her dog against full moon and midnight blue sky
chiplanay on pixabay.com

“You can come
and pick her up now,”
the receptionist says
over the phone.

We take the short drive
to the vet’s —
shortened further
by my state of mind.

Lately, I can’t remember
how I get from
point A to point B.

Ever since Daddy and I left you…


Photo: Geralt on Pixabay

Covid disabled
the whole world which had to change
to accommodate
by removing barriers
thought to be immutable

Disabled people
once trapped by small-minded rules
were suddenly freed
by a universe fighting
to survive complete restraint

Showing us when all
are impacted by something
there are no limits
on what might be…


It’s decades since I last laid my eyes upon his sun spun hair and deep green eyes reminiscent of the sea that took his life. Our love still haunts my heart. Sometimes I wonder if he is haunting me now.

We were part of a group of teenagers off on…

Mary Keating

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