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Disabled Dreamer

Author: Nicole Kinzel

  • Denial Poem

    Slavery of all types is outlawed. So why does my human life have a cost value? Everyone has different needs. So why do you hold me to a medical equipment registry? Not every life necessity is medical. So why do you hold me to a different standard? Medical equipment is for those with a need…

  • How I Fixed My Sleep

    I struggled starting at a very young age to get a proper night of sleep. The first dream I ever remembered was a nightmare. Bad dreams would follow me often for years. Sometimes I did not want to sleep because of it. I also struggled with mental hyperactivity no matter how tired I felt physically.…

  • The Cage Prose

    There once was a girl who lived in a cage. The door was not locked but she could not leave. Chains tied her down at the ankles that nobody could break. On occasion, she would struggle against it but the furthest she could reach was the door. Sometimes people would visit, but never for long.…

  • Perspective Poem

    Perspective is a funny thing. It can bring clarity. Or deceive. The clouds in the sky become flat behind a TV screen. Talking to a friend brings new interest in a music genre. The news spreads unwarranted panic. Seeing a giant sequoia tree in person brings new depth of mind. Politics are drawn as true…

  • Unwanted Replays Dream March 29th

    Perspective: first person I am sitting in my bedroom. It’s the day that Samba my bird goes to the rescue. He is being transferred to a carry cage. Another bird remains in the cage. One I had to send to another home in real life much earlier for beating up my oldest. “This isn’t right”…

  • What I Love Poem

    I love it when I smell those soothing scents. Jasmine and wisteria. Mountain misery and redwood pine. Rain and ocean mist. The scents that roll over and comfortably blanket like cut grass on a warm day. *** I love it when I taste what I adore. Macaroons and tea. Homemade boysenberry and chocolate chip ice…

  • How to Feel Better

    I’m going to come out right from the start before I get anyone’s hopes up: I don’t have a solid answer. Everyone is unique and has ways that work better for them than other people. People often have multiple different ways to feel better as well. I can however share observations and the more important…

  • Where I Am Poem

    I meet you here. In the unreality and a different world. I can be what you or I need. Here I can explore and fight. But this time without fear. *** You meet me here. Looking for a friend. Looking for competition. Looking for someone with a lowered guard. For you know I am without…

  • Bullied by a Teacher

    I have mentioned that I did very well in school grade wise. High GPA and little need to study. This was not always the case. There was a period of about three and a half years where I did very poorly in almost every study. Nothing happened at home to cause this and my parents…

  • Public School And Disability

    School was hard for me. I know a lot of people say that, but for me it was for slightly different reasons. All things considered I did very well grades wise. I was mainstreamed and I graduated high school with a 3.97 GPA and was always on honor roll middle school and up. I rarely…