Sunday, October 21, 2012

Special Needs

Special Needs

Some people say that I have a Special Needs Child
I have a low tolerance for that
Some say she is a child with Special Needs
that seems somewhat kinder and
more accurate.

It's true.
She has Special Needs.
She needs
A Chance.
Those things everyone needs.

Maybe we all have Special Needs.


So someone, somewhere was talking about "Special Needs Children" and it pissed me directly off. Although I can't even tell you the circumstances now. It could have been on tv or something I did make me think. I suspect some people are trying to be nice and some accurate, but it seems saccharine to me now. My sweetie-pie does have some challenges, but we all do, so how do I discuss it without getting pissed or getting my feelings hurt? I don't know.

Friday, October 12, 2012

The Day of the Girl

The Day of the Girl

recognize girls’ rights and the unique challenges girls face around the world.
its first observance
     child marriage
           a fundamental human rights violation
and impacts all aspects of a girl’s life
     denies a girl of her childhood  
     disrupts her education
     limits her opportunities
     increases her risk to be a victim of violence and abuse
     jeopardizes her health
    and therefore
          constitutes an obstacle to the development of healthy communities.

     around one in three young women aged 20-24 years were first married before they reached age 18. One third of them entered into marriage before they turned 15.

Prevent child marriage
protect girls’ rights
help reduce their risks of violence
                                    early pregnancy
                                    HIV infection
                                    and maternal death and disability


his is totally a found poem. I got it from the UN website I always feel a little guilty for found poetry.  However, I have had writer's block since a mean literary aggent person told me to go to school (pouty face). How's this for insight you ugly-shoe-wearing mean person! Yeah, I showed her. Thanks found poem!

Monday, October 8, 2012

I Suck at Friendship

I Suck at Friendship

There are some things that I want to blame on my depression:

that I don't have my PhD
that I want to sleep 14 out of 24 hours
     (although that may be the vitamin deficiency)
that I don't want to leave my house
that I am unemployed
that I feel so alone...

but mostly that I am a terrible friend.
I don't make the effort
and I let people treat me as disposable
then I disappear when they need me.

But maybe,

maybe the depression is just an excuse to be lazy
and selfish
and alone
and, why I suck...

No, that's not me...that's just the depression talking.


So this poem was just now written after some inner reflection inspired by a post by Shybiker, who has a wonderful blog. She wrote about rejection in tonight's post and it resonated with  me. I have a strong desire to be here more often, to write more often.  And still I don't. My poor neglected lasagna. I'm gonna blame it on my depression.