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Beastly Days

A poem on living with trauma and mental health on bad days.

A cougar stalking in the shadows.
Photo by Geran de Klerk on Unsplash

Whispers are haunting,
Settling in your mind like dust balls.
Every single word you said,
Lingering and becoming a pitfall.
I wish I could laugh,
But no I cannot.

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We are autistic members of the disability community and hold various mental health diagnoses. We are advocates for social justice, writers and scholars of life.

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