I’ll be looking for my changeling kin,
Neurodivergents as strange as me.
Overlapping diagnoses,
Yielding strangely distorted outcomes.
Some superhuman,
Some crippling.
Looking for my fellows,
Tired of being the same damn bastion,
Of loneliness.
Different.
Othered.
Strange.
Fae.
Changeling Kin.
