ASD

So it seems thatautism shaming is still a thingmockery is still somethingableism even in a placewhere I wouldn't have expected ita place of studyfrom a teacher Your mockery-a silly remark,a stupid joke it wanted to be-heaped shame upon shameall blood fleeing from my soulwanting to disappearfrom the surfaceof the earth right there I've been through … Weiterlesen ASD →

1 or 2 hours on my bed

1 or 2 hours on my bedcracks and fissures in my wall appearbreaking downas you are showing mehow beautifulintimacy can bebuilding trust Your touch went further than my skinYour touchlike electricityhas made feel aliveremote parts of me Feeling youentering mewith gentleness and ardorHas begun chasing out some of the painyour kissesa sweet caress Where beforeintimacywas … Weiterlesen 1 or 2 hours on my bed →

Another Chant to Heal

Breath is lifeAnd all of lifeis livingpartakingin the lifeof Spirit All movementis related toall other movementunifiedharmoniousbalancedin beauty All things are sacredpartakingin that ongoingprocess of creationthe universe movesand breathescontinouslyin beauty All things are relatedand allare of one familyAll partsof a living wholethat are relatedto one anotherwithout duality Existence is wholeDuality is diseasea condition of separation,of division … Weiterlesen Another Chant to Heal →

Ella* in Berlin

Gasoline poured over living skinset ablaze in an act of desperationas silent screamsspeak of endless discriminationthat no-one wanted to seewhilst colleagues pass on nudesand laugh about her name Silently, in front of the warehousein an ultimate political actNot there in Iran,not there in Ukrainenot there somewhere far awaybut right here in Europeright here, in fucking … Weiterlesen Ella* in Berlin →

Until I wake

I kissed your lipsand they feltlike the last glass of winewe had togetherlike the warmth of the sunthat shined on my skinwhen we laughed togetherthe last time I feel the touch of your handon the skin of my backplayful as the windsweeping through grass on the prairieas I lie on my bed sleepilylooking into your … Weiterlesen Until I wake →

Quietly

When you feelthat you are starting to fallfor someone Quietly,like the tiniest starsthat start to brighten the skyat the fall of night And you don't knowif you want to allow yourselfto fallbecause a friendshipis a precious thingtoo precious to ruinthen take baby stepsand see to where they lead youmaybe towardsa new adventureand maybetowards just an … Weiterlesen Quietly →

Just daydreaming

I know that this is notlike choosing a shirt in a catalogueor checking pointson a list of variables And yet,if you exist,if I ever meet you,I'd love You to be sensual and humourousspiritual and intelligentinvolved and activeloving my spicy foodand breathing fresh mountain airloving me for who I amwith my perks andoccasional crazinessmy transnessand my … Weiterlesen Just daydreaming →

Bullet

I would catch a bullet for youright into my back if I had to So when I exhaleI can look into your face Just once more to feelthe warmth of You I would catch a bullet for youright into my back So when I exhaleI can look into your face

Multitudes

I contain multitudes I contain multitudesfrom the heart of Europeto North Africato the seashoresof the carribbean I descend from Kings and QueensI descend from WarriorsI live through my ancestorsand my ancestors live through metheir pain and their strengthflows through my veins I contain multitudesand follow themon the path of beauty And I get closer to … Weiterlesen Multitudes →

ASD

Autistic Spectrum Disordera disorder to youwho gave it this nameis not a disorder to me What ifthe neurotypical way of functioningis actuallydisorder to me? I just function differentlyI experience the world in another wayrich and colorfulinterlinked and intense Emotions so intensewhere sound becomes taste,and taste becomes colorso intense, it becomes difficult to convey Where the … Weiterlesen ASD →