from the Uppity Blind
Girl poems
If I Had a Magic Wand,
I'd turn unwanted prayers into
shout-outs
for lonely stars, neglected clouds,
cats
clamoring for catnip, the boy who
grabbed
my shoulder, keeping me from lurching
into the black hole below the subway
platform,
Uppity told Sabrina one night after a
woman,
smelling like burnt toast, patted her
on the head,
saying, I'm praying for you. If
you repent,
Jesus will open your eyes and wash your
sins away.
You'd see the world the Lord has made.
I've sinned with the best of them,
Uppity said,
from cheating on a math test in junior
high
to forgetting to feed the goldfish to
stealing
my sister's boyfriend. If I had a
magic wand,
I'd wash my sins away faster than the
latest
Twitter trend. But my eyes don't
need
to be opened. I see all too well
the world
that the Lord has made. My
self-portrait
is all too clear to me. I'm the
Dalai Lama
of Imperfection. Promise me,
Sabrina,
if you pray for me, use your magic wand
to comfort and anoint my blinkered
eyes.
Kathi Wolfe
is a poet and writer. Her poetry has appeared in Innisfree Poetry
Journal, Gargoyle, Beltway Poetry Quarterly, and other
publications. She was a finalist in the 2007 Pudding House Chapbook
competition, and her chapbook Helen Takes the Stage: The Helen Keller Poems
was published by Pudding House in 2008. Wolfe is a contributor to the anthology
Beauty Is a Verb: The New Poetry of Disability and a senior writer and
columnist for the arts magazine Scene4. She has read at many
venues including the Library of Congress Poetry at Noon Series and appeared on
the radio program "The Poet and the Poem."
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