אורנים דוט קום – מגזין האינטרנט של מכללת אורנים

autism

I am not afraid of love or the consequence of light.
But

his silence binds me with stone walls. Face impassive, my heart
implodes.

Erect looking false-
bravely forward.

The Core
is hollow, aching
then numb –

To feel is to sink into
waters spilling
washing over anguish rage
h i d e  s t r i k e  f l e e–
Despair clutching at my gut, then

He                   calls me Ima.

I turn in the direction of the sun and keep walking.

                                                            Idit Groiss