This moment... this New Year... disturbs many.

My grandfather was... a complex man. He kept Mein Kampf in his nightstand. He also took me sailing.

New spoken word piece about losing sight of shore, finding peace anyway, and strange refuge in the present moment. Disturbing as it is.

"Slouching Toward Montauk"

https://open.substack.com/pub/johnnyprofaneknapp/p/autistic-spoken-word-on-this-moment?utm_source=share&utm_medium=android&shareImageVariant=overlay&r=lprp3

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They say we don't make friends. Don't feel grief.

My friend Billy died alone in a polar vortex. Years later, he still laughs in my autistic heart.

Wrote this spoken word piece for him. 3 minutes about friendship, loss, and what they never tell you about our hearts.

https://youtu.be/9HiU1v45LsI

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Who never left your heart?

In my newest poem I explore my most recent dreams

https://www.theautisticcoach.com/autistic-poetry-autistic-fiction/my-dreams-of-late

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The Mirror (Ogre Remix)

A reworking of a Baudelaire poem, 'The Mirror' I came across recently.

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