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My Parents

They did the best they could

given the resources and knowledge

they had when I was growing up.

Money was tight

but mother loved to garden

and so fresh, frozen or canned

perishables were plentiful.

My dad worked shift work

and always tried to make time for us

if we showed any interest in what he was doing.

Still, if they had known about Autism

and the signs to look for

I may have had a much different life up until now.

I don’t begrudge them for the past.

It is the current state

where their opinion

is I am faking my diagnosis.

Slipped away

The perfect three line poem

came to me while driving.

Alas, with out pulling over and writing it down

it has slipped away

into the annals of forgotten intentions.

The frustration left behind

is merely an aggravating byproduct.

Memory Loss

Things appear differently

when you find something

unexpectedly in your soup.

Was the fly minding its own business

before you swatted it?

Or was its constant buzzing

what made you forget

the meal you were preparing for lunch?

Just don’t tell the kids

about the extra protein added

and maybe they won’t notice.

Hiding from the Sun

Heat overwhelms me.

I feel woozy and feverish.

I crawl inside.

I hide from the sun.

I curl up with the curtains closed.

The fan is on high.

If you need me, don’t expect me to answer.

I will avoid the brightness for as long as I can.

I have my bowl of water next to me

and here I will be for the rest of today.