Fall I
(listen to the poem, read by the author)
Passing a church with the stations of the cross outside
Jesus fell in front of my eyes
once, twice, then a third time
Watching Christ in pain and difficulty
I thought of Nancy Eisland’s image
of God in a wheelchair
“Open to all!” proclaimed a sign
At the top of several steps
(sometimes, the punchline is almost too obvious)
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Fall II
(listen to the poem, read by the author)
And the falls, all of them.
Some people don’t know that feeling of precariousness,
always half-preparing to plummet, or float away.
When the very earth can’t hold you like it should
(or can, but won’t–I’m not sure if it’s worse to assume intentions or abilities)
you turn to the sea and sky instead.
Some Christians talk about living in the world but not of it
and maybe disability is the flip side,
as you’re steeped in a world that keeps separating itself from you.
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About the Author
Samir Knego edits for Decolonial Passage and has poems and paintings in The Fieldstone Review, Claw & Blossom, Press Pause Press, and elsewhere. He lives in North Carolina with a bright green wheelchair and a little black dog. Find him on Twitter/Instagram @SamirKnego or at VeryDecaf.blogspot.com