Melinda Coppola

twenty four may | from the inside out

Melinda Coppola

twenty four may | from the inside out

Autism Nation

Autism Nation My same different daughter at twenty three years, is riddled with anxiety and complicated fears Loose beads with holes — they should be on a string! — and thunder and lightening, that power failure they may bring My same different daughter moves mountains each day just to get through the hours, OCD in […]

Pavement Dream

The cashier in the grocery store knows your secrets. So does the young man who bags your fruit, fish, shampoo, Together in one thin plastic bag Groaning towards the floor as you leave, hastily. If you deserved better you’d have spoken, you say to yourself. Two bags please, or even three Fish is a loner, […]

Write her

THE WHY NOT THEN When my daughter (alias Bink) was younger, sometimes friends or family would say,” Why don’t you write about her?” I was dismissive, back then. So many other people had done that—written articles, poems, a book about their child with autism– and done it well. I just didn’t think I’d have anything […]

Between Faith and The Cable News

As far as I can tell, we still revolve, this planet with people sticking out all over it, around the sun. Seems we still burn, and tan, and crops still turn towards something in the sky that glows warm. Tell me if you know otherwise. No, don’t tell me. In a year that feels surreal, […]

On growing and knowing

The older I get the less I know. I woke with these words in my mouth, and they taste both new and true. My birthday has arrived and this one is significant somehow in a way no others have been. Fifty five, as in 55! The exclamation point is genuine, because I am rather mystified […]