Want to see a magic trick?
Watch me disappear
How’d she do that?
Here’s the secret:
All it takes are dark glasses
All it takes is an illness
All it takes is a white cane
To erase five years of experience
To strip you of a master’s degree
To make people avert their eyes
Want to see another magic trick?
Watch me reappear
Abracadabra!
I thought I was a woman
Solid
But when I hide behind this slender cane
No one can see me
And I thought I was the one who couldn’t see.
You didn’t know I was magic.
Rebecca is a visually impaired writer and disability awareness advocate from Pennsylvania. Her chapbook, Through My Good Eye: A Memoir in Verse, was published in 2018. She is a staff writer for CAPTIVATING!
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Love this! It is so true, most people turn a blind eye toward anything they aren’t comfortable with, aging and disability usually top the list.
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I have a similar experience in my wheelchair. Thanks for putting into such beautiful words.
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wow, amazing! many people feel this as well, the old, infirm, immigrants….very powerful poem.
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That is beautifully put, and thought provoking. Thank you.
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Words well said. Anand Bose from Kerala
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👍👍👏👏👏👏👏
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