Posted in Poetry

Mango

Waiting for it to ripen, I spent days watching it, waiting for the right time
To cut into it,
To tear into it,
To tell it how much I wanted it;
To feel its juices running through my teeth as they clench through the yellow flesh;
I must be careful of the hard middle,
To not break the knife as it slices through.
But I am disappointed.
It is overripe and I have left it too long.
I’ve missed the mark.

Author:

I’m Cece Alexandra and I have Epilepsy. Since being diagnosed, my life has changed significantly. After studying and teaching Humanities and Literature for all of my adult life, I was bullied and lost my job a month before qualifying to become an English Teacher. Once you fail the Teacher Training course in England, you cannot ever retrain; I then became too sick to work because of my Epilepsy. I am now currently studying an MSc in Mental Health Psychology with the University of Liverpool. My disability provokes me into raising awareness for invisible disabilities, which I also actively partake in with Epilepsy Action. Part of that awareness is to help fight against invisible disability discrimination - I believe that this behaviour is not cognitively unconscious; modern society is actively partaking in a hierarchy of disabilities and I believe that there is not enough psychological research to prove this. I am also clinically interested in Cultural Psychology - particularly Collectivist Culture, and wish to pursue this further in my academic career.

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