KNEE BRACE PRESS

A place for stories about chronic illness, disability, mental health, and neurodivergence.

Author: AM Rodriguez

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    “I lose sight of my body/And I fear not recognizing/The girl looking back at me/Inside the cheap mirror in my room.”

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    “And yet sometimes, I feel cold./There’s a deep void in my chest/No matter how much I try, it remains bare.” In this poem, AM Rodriguez details what it’s like to struggle with depression and grief, even when the rest of the world appears full of light.

  • Ghosts

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    “I think about ghosts and love./I think about haunted houses and empty spaces.” So begins AM Rodriguez’s ethereal poem, Ghosts, about the grief that haunts us, the longing we can’t escape, and a morbid curiosity the speaker can’t shake.