The Squeaky Wheelchair

An Open Letter to the Artist By Kathleen Downes Make room in your mind For my curled up arm My thumbs tucked stubbornl...

I truly cannot make up some of the things that happen to me when I am just trying to go to school. This past week, as I wa...

Sometimes the world does not know what to make of me. I have been stared at for all of my life, sometimes out of interest and cu...

I wish this story never had to be printed, but perhaps it is a call for people with all types of disabilities to come tog...

Yet again, our culture is quietly suggesting that the lives of people with disabilities don't have the same value as ...