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Forest shadows hide impairment. Owls hoot, concealed in the dense canopy. Tall, leafy trees flank the faint path. Difficult to follow, wander aimlessly. Lost, and the orange sun dips down; walk in an endless maze. Leg weak, worry about falling. Disability is a war with no battles. In a clearing, giant raccoons with bushy whiskers, striped fur, and ringed tails encircle us and watch with reflective beady eyes. Leader wears mask, makes handicap fall behind, cannot run. How to escape? Will the fairy godmother help or will the evil witch devour us? Hear a car with music blaring from the speakers. Look towards the sound and see a road. Hiking poles to get over the rocky trail, right half of body weak. Now, see the way to overcome yet another challenge. About the author:
Rochelle M. Anderson lives in Minnesota, USA. She is an attorney who had a severe stroke in 2007 and almost died. She is still disabled with difficulty walking, and because of aphasia struggles with reading and writing. Ms. Anderson has been published in four chapbooks, and several online poetry journals. Writing poetry has helped her recover, and dictation fuels her words.
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