By Nathaniel Lachenmeyer
I realize of course that you are and him and her and that circle of people over there obviously are (is?) and if I asked I’d bet they’d admit it themselves but who says their being automatically means that I must be too not everybody’s the same so even if it’s not likely it’s still possible that I might not be or at least there’s no reason for me to just take it for granted and assume it so what I’m going to do instead is wait and see and one day I guess I’ll find out for sure if I really am another finite being like the rest of you
Nathaniel Lachenmeyer is an award-winning disabled author of books for children and adults. His first book, The Outsider, which takes as its subject his late father’s struggles with schizophrenia and homelessness, was published by Broadway Books. Nathaniel has forthcoming/recently published poems, stories and essays with Subtropics, The American Poetry Review, Poetry International Online, ANMLY, North Dakota Quarterly, The Coachella Review, Potomac Review and DIAGRAM. Nathaniel lives outside Atlanta with his family. Visit Nathaniel Lachenmeyer’s website at www.nathaniellachenmeyer.com.
