Sarah Cavar is a student and writer of null gender. They talk too much (or just enough) about being transbutch, neurodivergent, and disabled. Sarah’s work has been featured in The Offing, Sinister Wisdom, Sweet Tree Review, The Establishment, and elsewhere. Find them haunting your local library.
Poets Resist
Edited by Jemshed Khan
May 15, 2019
Sarah Cavar
pittsburgh& san diego
on pittsburgh i knew i could not live
unless i tried to die
a real Jew. so every day i dream my name
another alphabet, Hebrew
recall like a forgery:
all shape; no meaning.
& what is Sarah? word
or world or woman? mother
of the moment i convert
so hard i’m the first
to hear the upstairs radio.
it could be nothing. but it is
two deep voices. two men
meet between
tea-garden and stairwell.
their feet beat a turbulent sky.
& us — we, motley downstairs tribe
— all acting fearless
or fear-blind. i think to myself
is it tonight we’ll end
up solved for good?
now i’m sucked up by the sofa.
glued to the thing. on my face
san diego salt
drips from crown to nose to
lip to teeth to taste.
all this time A says d’var like it could
never happen here.
& later we will learn
the men above are cleaners
actually. just cleaners. we’re so sorry
to disturb your event. your little spiritual gathering.
it’s okay. we continue.
the men and their vacuums,
too chagrinned now at the sound
of their feet and their voices and all
they carry, the way they block
our calls from down below.
Poets Resist is published by Glass Poetry Press.
All contents © the author.