by Ruth Lee
Dear Fellow Travelers
My road to Independence
is currently under construction.
The work can be messy, noisy,
irritating, and inconvenient.
Ride with me.
Expect speed bumps, pot holes,
abrupt lane changes, unexpected curves, sudden stops.
Ride with me.
Construction could take days…years…
a lifetime…The work may never end…
Ride with me.
I’m on my way.
My Kid Has More Chromosomes Than Yours
The laundry–folded differently–
has not been folded wrong;
Singing to a different beat
will not destroy the song;
Art deemed “inappropriate”
should be talked about, not nixed;
People born untypical
do not need to be fixed.