I am not just one voice alone. I am one voice among a billion. — 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. — Smile — until you don’t care what everyone else thinks always smile — it protects against pity. Watch for the smallest deviations in your path. …

A shape poem My shape poem illustrated in the picture above was just published in Fairfield Scribes*MICRO*Fiction’s 26th issue. In the same issue, you will discover Aaron H. Davis and his lyrical poetry along with other fabulous writers. Medium’s format doesn’t let us do shape poems. For those with visual…

By Mary Keating My classmates scribble down our law professor’s words as if he’s the second coming Not me. I close my eyes, relax in my wheelchair Listen as he expands our minds to grasp what makes a table a table Is it the number of legs? What about a…

The author committed to paper the universe that existed only in her head. Characters sprung from her mind and danced across pages…

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A list poem —

A Haiku —

My friend and I are going for a walk Even though she walks on rubber soles And I roll on treaded wheels