Given that I recently completed a poetry chapbook of autism poems (oh yes I did!) and read at an autism awareness event sponsored by the Sacramento Poetry Center at the UC Davis MIND Institute in Sacramento earlier this week, I thought it might be appropriate to post a poem instead of my typical essay.

This is the first poem that I read Monday night.





I had no idea when nurses lowered
you into shaking, newborn hands
how far we would journey—pioneers
huddled against the howl of wolves.
We followed a weedy, rutted track
into the dark unknown, possessions
abandoned like cast-off toys,
bones hidden in waves of grass
crushed beneath a fathomless sun.
Time peeled away the others,
fear and frustration swallowed
our weary steps.
Too far to turn back
Too far to go


Until next time,
Cynthia Patton

About Cynthia J. Patton

Writer, Editor, Advocate, Speaker, Special Needs Attorney, and Autism Mom. Also the Founder and Chairperson of Autism A to Z, a nonprofit providing resources and solutions for life on the spectrum.
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