autistic child with acute auditory processing disorder
poetry
Melinda Smith
ocelots_r_us@hotmail.com
Poem exploring the terrifying world of an autistic child from the inside
in the foetal position in the museum toilets, hands clamped over my ears, shrieking trying to say there's a dryer, there's a dryer, any second now someone will set it off the sound will be a faceful of boiling water.
