Autistic Songs

Alan Griswold


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Lining Up Toys

Lining up toys, an early warning sign of …

I can almost see a savannah-bound animal through the not-so-distant mist of time, but the fog has dawned unusually dense today and has taken on strange and net-like form: endless beads tied upon endless strings, countless wheat planted row after row after row; road and track and wire gridded for mile upon mile upon mile; city block connected to city block, house abutting house; millions of books upon thousands of shelves (letter attached to letter, line after line after line); assembly plants running straight as an arrow from entry door to exit, and people queued up everywhere to acquire item after item after item.

Lining up toys, an early warning sign of … a disorder?

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