review by stimmyabby
This is a gorgeous book. And brave.
I love her poems about nature – about going barefoot into the ocean – about “Stars are candles on the altar of our world”- and about disability.
“I am real when I write.” She writes. “Click, click,/ clicking keys are my heartbeat.” She writes. “Listen with your eyes.”
“It was a place decorated with normality, but dozens and dozens of school buses rounded up imperfection and corralled it there. Later I would learn about stares and words that formed fences around regular schools to keep me from trespassing.”
“Autism is part beast and part/ human… Love/ my beast. Beast keeps me safe. Find/ me inside the beast. I am the soul.”
“Pity sounds like caring, but it is really fear.”
“I am real when I write.”