A place for stories about chronic illness, disability, mental health, and neurodivergence.
Poetry
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Most people assume that if you only know one language, that language was easy to learn. English and I still battle.
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“you were so, so bad at it. Just terrible, hitting every everloving bump.”
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“Pain sears my chest, radiates from an incision fish-netted by seventeen stitches.”
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For people like Caitlin Thomson and her family, a societal lack of COVID precautions is even more isolating than the early stages of the pandemic.
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“When I question my upbringing,/my therapist draws a peak./Tells me all religions glimpse/different angles of the same structure.”
