My unruly hands are coiled around another’s
tendons and sinews working to expose the thought.

My body flounders, thrashing at the air.
Vocal cords screech.  But the sound is transformed
by my hands, when coiled around another’s

their shape giving life to the thought tracked from mind to world.
The mute voice released by the two sets of hands.

Confusion is rife and tempers the line
I am a box, a container, a bomb wanting to go off,
my unruly hands coiled around another’s.

Maresa Mackeith

Maresa Mackeith is a writer and observer of the world. She expresses herself non-verbally, through an alternative method of communication. As a young person she was supported to perform her poetry through a poetry collective. She continues to be a member of Quiet Riot, an international network of disabled people. She believes in connection, slowing down and being heard.

Maresa has three publications:
I Can Still See The Sky (by Maresa MacKeith, 2019)Maresa MacKeith
Taking the time (Essays, Poems and Writing by Maresa MacKeith, 2011)
Quiet Riot Collected – Facilitated Fables (Quiet Riot poems with Maresa’s included, 2016)