there is no room
Transformative Autism Education - Day 16

there is no room
only the way the walls decide to hold
when I lie on the floor
the ceiling roots downward
becomes soil
becomes lattice
becomes something with memory
light doesn’t land
it grows
you could call this imagination
but that would imply it begins with me
and I am already inside it
not inside
not outside
just where contact happens
someone asks what I am
the question arrives first
bends the space
tiles shift
edges soften
corners begin listening
I try to answer
but the answer reorganizes before it finishes
I am not the thing
I am how the thing stabilizes
briefly
as it passes through
again
no origin
not because it was lost
because nothing here starts
everything enters mid-pattern
garage becomes forest
concrete breathes
weight distributes differently when observed
there are lines
but they don’t stay lines
they…
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