
I am copying a poem written by friend's daughter. The author's name is Rachel Laviola. I have permission to copy it. I really loved this poem and hoped it would lead to dialogue with my teenager daughter about her feelings. It did not.
This was first puplished in "Age of Autism"
The Poetry of an Autism Sibling
By Rachel LaViola
Casually spread
over striped sheets and throw pillows
purple, blue, red
I lie on my bed
phone by my head
chatting away with an old friend
one of those routine correspondences–
monthly
ok, bi-monthly
ok, I should call her more often.