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Thirteen Birthdays By Eve Reiland
Thirteen Birthdays I wrote the word deceased today Where it asked for your name On papers for our daughter’s school She’ll be fourteen in a couple of days And all I can think of is your first tattoo Where the doctor stamped your arm With her tiny, born prematurely feet Just moments after she arrived…
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Freeze (Misbehaving Again) by Eve Reiland
[TW/CN: Abuse, Caregiver Abuse, PTSD, Drowning] This is the second in a 3-part series I’m working on related to lived experiences and PTSD of fight, flight and freeze. Recently, I’ve had a breakthrough in memories and instead of disappearing on me again, they are sticking. It’s overwhelming, but I’m writing through the dark to feel…
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Love Me Now | Life 2.0 | Eve Reiland
Love me now You’re all I need You’re my everything Today and forever more So love me now The dark days are near But not yet here. Love me now before I fall too deep Get so far away, so lost I can’t hear your heart beat Love me now so when I can’t be…
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Evolution of Eve | I’m Autistic and Proud (poetry/prose)
By Eve Hinson (almost Reiland) I’m Autistic and proud Not afraid to talk about it outloud And why would I fear sharing that I like me? All of me, especially this neurodiverse brain of me? I’m savant with creativity, alive with visual language, forget the super highway — this brain is an information constellation, technical…
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Evolution of Eve | Chaos & The Quiet
This is prose about experiencing Sensory Integration Disorder. I stand here barefoot on carpet, the fiber of comfort and home pressed into my soles. My roommate, The Quiet, stands with me. (Originally published FEBRUARY 2, 2016 on Quirkybirdwords.com) We watch branches and leaves swing through a wet window. The Quiet doesn’t echo the cacophony in my mind.…
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