by Rebecca Cavender | acceptance & inclusion, autism & girls, autism writings, debunking myths, no cure, no prevention |
I do not accept that society cannot change. Society constantly changes, albeit sometimes rather laboriously and slowly. I believe our societal views on autism—and on accepting others’ differences at large—will improve. I believe that each time we...
by Rebecca Cavender | poetry, sacred erotica
How do you dream at night? Do the stars bow to your feet? Do they kiss your honeyed-lips? I want to step inside your sky, write your name upon the moon, taste the milk in my hair, and your hands in my heart. This is how I belong to you – inside you, within you....
by Rebecca Cavender | poetry, sacred erotica
I see that slight curl of your lips mischievous and coy. I see the glimpse of arousal in your eyes, Bright with Fire. I hear the way your tongue curls in a languid hiss wanting yearning. I feel the desire on your hands and collapse to my knees. ©Rebecca...
by Rebecca Cavender | acceptance & inclusion, autism writings
My autism revelation catapulted my liberation. It allowed me to begin understanding my story—the why behind, for most of my life, feeling different, unusual, and like I didn’t belong. This is a story many autistics, and non-autistics, share. It’s...
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by Rebecca Cavender | acceptance & inclusion, autism writings, debunking myths, no cure, no prevention
The desert is blooming. The dead awakens: light upon wildflowers glistens sun through old waters— a return to home: The home within your cells. The home within your bones. The home that carries the cries of your ancestors, the blood of your lineage....
