Autism
by Trenton Mabey
The look in your eyes of carefree
naiveté, of life lived on the cliff
face of an angel staring through
my plans, speechless to my
ramblings. The prospect of
normalcy, the expected
development of a child,
a father’s hopes cycloned with
one word. But
staring at your newborn
look of innocence
how could I know
I was wrong.
Music / video composition by Victor David Sandiego
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