Rachel Dorn
He had barely finished his words of introduction when I, unable to hide my distress, blurted out: “Am I going to die?”
Without skipping a beat, he quipped back. “I didn’t bring a gun in here with me, did I?”
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Emily Alexander
What I cannot seem to reconcile, I want to tell her but don’t—some fundamental misunderstanding, always, between us—is the creative life with the relational life—the give of love, kindness. To be in relation to an other is to be pliable, compromising. To write is to sit alone in a room.
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Phosphor Emery Alethes
But that is the problem with points of reference, with appealing to something one might understand to explain something one might not. Often, a point of reference becomes a point of comparison instead of a window of understanding.
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Heidi Davidson-Drexel
Regardless of where I land with a diagnosis, neurodiversity shapes every day of my life. Because we have one member who doesn’t fit in the world as it is, we all don’t fit. It’s a gap we haven’t yet figured out how to bridge.
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