Autistic, Pan, Trans
I use all pronouns including neopronouns!
Listen As You Read
Learning how to write what you’re unsure about.
It is an exercise in self discovery. “Write what you know” is an epitaph etched into the gravestone souls of every budding high school writer from the get go.
By Cereal Oatmeal about a year ago in Pride
Lemons swirling sweet, an ice cold pitcher
Cicadas sing ageless summertime songs
Mickey Mouse rod, seven year old fisher
By Cereal Oatmeal about a year ago in Poets
I wanted to play piano when I was little. I have long thin fingers that I would mesmerise myself with, watching the way they moved up and down in the air as a very small child.
By Cereal Oatmeal about a year ago in Beat
Off The Shelf
I approach friendships
With a two step process
I take two steps back
Every step forward.
I have to admit that I’m writing from a place that I don’t typically write from. Usually any writing piece you see from me will be meticulously thought out, but this one isn’t and I’m trying to be okay with that.
By Cereal Oatmeal about a year ago in Humans
To whom I am certain it doesn’t concern;
To the doctor who told a proudly Autistic fifteen year old that autism was something that needed to be cured and that they should be ashamed of it, not proud of it,
By Cereal Oatmeal about a year ago in Psyche
My story of teen angst begins around the time I was twelve or so, when, with the weight of constant relentless childhood bullying and ostracism bearing down on my shoulders, I began middle school.
What do you see?
I’m called unique, like lavender, settling
A “Prodigy” (if you can capitalise on me)