Atypical
i was not your “neurotypical” kid
atypical was more along those lines
i used to 
re-imagine all of the taunting 
all of the laughs from those looking in—
because 
I was their sad clown crying out,
because 
I could hear noises a bit louder than everyone else in the room,
because 
even though I would try to be at a two 
when I am told to bring it down from a fifteen
i turn the knobs on my personality meter the opposite way 
and bring it up to a twenty
because I would have public breakdowns 
where my quiet ramblings 
would descend into intense screaming sessions
i am still not your “neurotypical” man
i am still the atypical, 
because 
i still feel awkward in conversations 
when I know I shouldn't
because 
my spectrum is always changing its labels, 
because 
i still over-think everything,
because 
i still say sorry way too much,
because 
even though I have blossomed into this social butterfly
            my wings still crack and break apart 
when I try to fly too high,
because 
i still provoke awkward facial expressions 
and eye rolling signals,
because 
dating to me is like a social kamikaze,
            as I plunge myself out 
only to watch life blow up in my face
but do you want to know something?
My brain is beautiful,
because 
it's not bound by a spectrum
because 
behind its imperfections 
is talent and ambition,
because 
those with autism should be respected and loved 
for being themselves
         not abandoned and loathed 
for being different
because 
i do not have a disease,
it’s called a mental challenge 
and I leap over and conquer it every day
because 
i am not your statistic 
and I will not let this define my whole
just a fraction of my being,
because 
it's still something I take pride in, 
because 
no one is normal,
One day, we all will die
and I plan to live the rest of mine 
being me, because 
over a poet, 
over a storyteller, 
over a wordsmith,
over a son, 
a grandson
a brother, 
a friend, a lover,
the best I can be in this lifetime...
is me
J.B. Stone is an emerging poet/fiction writer from Brooklyn, now residing in Buffalo. Stone’s work is featured and/or forthcoming in The Occulum, In Between Hangovers, Steel Bellow, and Riggwelter Press. He also will soon be coming out with his short fiction mystery noir entitled Serve the Servants, slated for release in May 2018.