All the colors in the rainbow

There seems to be a prevalence of autism spectrum related disorders, especially in little boys. Or is it that educators and practitioners are more aware of symptoms and now have a label for what we used to call quirky kids?

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Whirlwind

by Linda O'Connell

Couldn't keep that boy contained.
His colors eased off the spectrum and he
refracted himself all over the place.

Couldn't speak softly, sit still,
tolerate certain textures in his mouth,
hands, or on his body.

He ran with the wind,
tornadoed by, sliced into
personal space like lightning.

Driven to move, groove,
our boy could behoove
the best professionals.

I abhor leashed toddlers,
though even on a rein
his mama couldn't lead him.

Her choices: turn on him and make a scene,
or turn him loose, keep an eye on him,
hope not to be seen.

While the cute little devil
couldn't be contained,
guardian angels watched over him.

Professionals yo-yoed his meds
flip-flopped his moods
tinkered with his appetite.

When they got it just right,
he looked up with delight
and said, "My brain finally quit talking."