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Disabled Dreamer

Author: Nicole Kinzel

  • The Curse Of Immortality Poem

    So many want themselves or others to be immortal. To watch the seasons pass without care. To have the anxiety fall away. Special and protected. Fully in control of the clock. But is that what they really want? *** Look at the bright chaos in life. Struggling to pay the light bills. Grey responsibility heavy…

  • Questions Poem

    The first question comes. Will you be my hands? I have certain interests and hobbies. My body does not comply. If I ever want to do it, I need help. Complete ability for the skill set. *** You say “Of course I will help. I have that interest too!” and the second question arrives. Am…

  • Darker Waters Poem

    Some nights the waters are still. Cool breeze on my skin as the boat gently rocks side to side like a cradle. Other times I drown underneath a sky more water than air. Needing to be yanked out by the sun before I lose which way is up. There is a third kind as well.…

  • Sabio On Main

    Location: 501 Main St, Pleasanton, CA 94566 Accessibility: Very accommodating Michelin star rated restaurant well known for their good service and awesome food. The head chef has toured around to learn different cuisines and learned under some notable figures in the cooking industry. Majority, if not all, of the ingredients are either locally and/or sustainably…

  • The Bullet’s Trail Poem

    It is always a time of insignificance. A normal day where nothing is expected to go wrong. When, without warning, everything changes. Upended from the expected and you along with it. Disturbed like a shattering blast. Bringing pain and chaos with it. *** You find yourself wounded and bleeding. Shot by life and the gun…

  • The Hospital Go Bag Poem

    I keep a bag available. When I suspect that everything might fall to chaos. That a little order might be a life raft. So that I will have the basic items I need to ride out the storm. A minor blessing and the only one I can make for myself. To simply make everything run…

  • Impulse Poem

    Do not look behind you right now. Without fail almost everyone checks. More than a spooky warning but the ultimate temptation. Begging for defiance. Just a quick peek. Before even thinking of the possible outcomes. *** Impulse! *** There are many reasons a person might look. Curiosity for some. The fear of missing out on…

  • Unlocked Door Poem

    I stand at a door. Neither simple nor ornate. A place that I have been to but do not recall. Hidden behind a veil I never placed. A door leading to home. Unlocked before me. *** I fear the door. No, I fear what lies beyond. What if I am not truly welcome? Maybe I…

  • Bearded Dragon Spines Poem

    A new place that is not new. Hidden but existing for years. Seen on Google maps by chance. A chance encounter that could be the start of a fantasy book. But no less marvelous. A pet store tucked in between a row of small shops. *** I enter and find it to be a reptile…

  • ADHD Or Something Else?

    I remember sitting in a class in elementary school. Teacher lecturing and me supposed to be paying attention. Instead I sat fiddling with a plastic pencil and staring at the clock deep in a mental stimulation of what it would be like to be able to fast forward time. This was a regular occurrence. The…