They are special. They deserve some respect like any other people. They may not be normal but they still are humans. Living creatures who react to stimuli.

Bisexuality.

Find Me.

Longing.

Always and forever.

Life Without You.

My name is Martina Robinson. I am a 33-year-old, bisexual, women with cerebral palsy (a neurological impairment that has physical and sometimes although not in my case, cognitive delays).

My fleeting thoughts of the night.

My Creative Writing teacher had a very hard time reading this poem. As with most of my poetry, she thought it was amazing, but the whole bit about making a mark, and the fact I even have a date in there (”Tomorrow night”) concerned her. She sat me down and had a long talk with me about it. But her perception of this was that somethings going on at home, or its something that can be helped, but I kept telling her its something that I have to deal with alone, and no one is leading me to suicidal thoughts or anything (I also told her she could take a look at some of my older poetry if she wanted some suicidal works).

About the first guy I ever liked.