"Revelation"

 

Describe my mind 

Wrapped in ribbons 

I saw a man with a hummingbird tattoo

And nearly 

Cried.

I thought I saw you 

Standing on a hill 

Your hair rising up on the wind 

Like a yellow veil.

Today I saw the sky 

Twilight gray 

Strangers were marching and chanting 

Your name.

You are always leaving. 

I only glimpse the arch of your 

Spine 

And you never look 

Back.

Is it your fear of being frozen 

Into a 

Pillar of salt 

Or the weight of a teardrop,

That is just too much 

To 

Hold.

I have a candle I light for you,

I do not believe in 

God.

I believe in 

Something.

The eye of a crow 

Stares into my soul 

And I consume clouds 

And 

Console myself.

 

"The man in the corner"

 

I met him today,

The ever-growing,

The everglowing

Man.

He wasn't reading a self-help book 

Like all of your co-workers from the past.

Oh no.

He was reading a book called

"How to be the most rational person in the room."

He introduced himself with the strong handshake

And direct eye contact.

This morning I fell five times

Trying to get out the door.

There is no rationality to my illness.

Yesterday I woke up paralyzed.

This is what Ataxia does.

I want to write a book called

"How to be the most functional person in the room."

I want to write a blues song.

I want to write an angry Punk song,

That really delves deep into the 

"I don't give a fuck about people with disabilities mentality."

To the man in the corner,

Gold star for reaching

for your rationality.

I am happy with living another day,

Walking,

Running,

The cold wet grass on my feet,

The hot unapologetic sun in my face.

 

Elizabeth Stansberry

 

Bio:  Elizabeth Stansberry has been writing for 30 years. She has a  bachelor's degree in English from Idaho State University. She has two day jobs at Prosper Portland and Portland Art Museum in Portland Oregon. Her most current publication is in the Anthology, "notmypresident: voices of dissent," that came out this year.