I Was Not a Rotten Piece of Fruit
byThe Art of Autism kicks off our 8th Annual Arts & Poems for Peace Project. We will be posting on Facebook peace submissions throughout…
The Art of Autism kicks off our 8th Annual Arts & Poems for Peace Project. We will be posting on Facebook peace submissions throughout…
The Art of Autism kicks off our 8th Annual Arts & Poems for Peace Project. We will be posting on Facebook peace submissions throughout…
by Dr. Dan L. Edmunds With the clipboard they stood and made demands They wrote, ‘Five times he flapped his hands’ They offered me…
by Joel Ashton-Fogle Waiting Room 1 Arriving in a state. Heart racing. Bracing self and pacing, chasing, facing wait with weight Afraid of light….
By S. Scott Sanderson Sometimes I feel A bubbling coming up Inside me It cannot be contained When I was younger, I used to…
The poem, “More Than One Way to Fly,” I wrote in honor of my son, who is on the autism spectrum. The poem, which…
By Nils Skudra This poem is dedicated to Obie Nash, a very close friend of mine in California who served in World War II…
“My little cousin was diagnosed with autism at 2 years old and ever since I’ve been watching him grow up into this little amazing…