Seamless: A Neurodivergent Weave
They say sunlight is secretly a mixtape. And each raindrop a tiny prism. When a ray of light enters a raindrop, it gets dispersed: every color bends at a different angle. And so, what exits the drop will not be a ray but a fan of colors. Send it through enough raindrops, and you get a festoon of wavelengths, each wholesome than the whole.
Shriram Sivaramakrishnan
This reflective weave began in much the same spirit. We wondered what might happen if language were allowed to bend through neurodivergent minds, each poet a prism with their own angle of refraction. What textures of thought, what cadences of perception, might appear when language is not required to pass through an ableist lens?
Chris Martin and I began the project by providing the first poet with a pollinating prompt, an invitation rather than an instruction. The response arrived in its own form: an interlacing of poems, poem-like reflections, and conversational moments. This was then passed on to the next poet. Each poet could build upon what came before, redirect it, or leave it unanswered. The chain did not demand uniformity. It welcomed divergence.
What emerged is less a sequence than a weft-and-warp of voices in relation. Each contribution stands fully on its own, and yet, when read together, they refract one another. The result is not a single statement but a stunning spectrum. A reckoning.