You don’t know what’s missing because you don’t even realize a piece should be there.
I'm James Guttman, father of two children. One non-verbal with autism and one non stop verbal with attitude. New Posts: Every Monday and Wednesday
Tag: Poems
My Creaky Bones
There are so many pops and cracks, you’d think I was a walking pile of rap music record albums.
The Mess In The Mirror
“Who has seen me today? Did I talk to people like this? What is wrong with my face? Am I freakin’ melting?!”
Going Through Some Stuff
You’re here, but your thoughts are a million miles away. One day, you’ll be up to talk about what that is. But that day is not today.
The Voices In My Head
They can influence you, steer you, and try to mold you into what direction they want you to take. Ultimately, though, the destination you reach is yours alone.
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