after Cade Leebron
i forget the term brain fog & tell you
my brain has bad weather. i do not
consent to the medical misdiagnoses.
truth eclipses terminology. i am not
suffering from pain but i am suffering
from something, like the document
of myself, the collapse on a downstairs
chair. the institution a cloudy stage
& i do not show up. do i seem man-
aged (& all the urgent email requests
i furnish myself for but never receive
a reply to). do i jump through hoops
like the dream nondisabled student
you want me to become. the third
ADA violation of the day but who’s
keeping record of the record-keeper.
expense expanse, undue burden garden.
Courtney Felle (she/they) is a recent graduate of Kenyon College who now lives between Western NY and Washington, DC. Their previous writing can be found in Glass: A Journal of Poetry, Half Mystic Press, The Ellis Review, and L’Éphémère Review, among other publications. They are a big fan of long road trips, large mugs of tea, ultra-specific Spotify playlists, and disabled community support. You can find them on Twitter and Instagram.