Self-expression feels free.
Understood
seen
cared-for
connection.
Risky when expressing disability could be
misunderstood
erased
isolated
Invisibilized.
How will I be received?
Self-expression brings us together,
Releasing our identities from the walls we create
to feel protected.
Setting free identities
tastes like licorice jelly beans.
Feels like body as a pathway to talk about emotions and illness.
Feels like being in a group of other wheelchair users.
Feels proud.
Feels like relief.
All of our identities shown without shame
Many words describe us,
we are lots of different things
including disability.
This collective poem was assembled by Rebecca Wood
CILT
