Lindsay Abromaitis-Smith

Woman with purple and pink hair sitting in her wheelchair holding a painting of a sparkly uterus and vagina.
Woman with purple and pink hair sitting in her wheelchair holding a painting of a sparkly uterus and vagina.

Walking down the street
Privilege
I remember walking
running jumping dancing twirling
I remember walking
I once walked from Canal street to 60th on Broadway, that was a night
I recently decided that I do not want to ever say
I remember eating
I remember breathing
I can still do that and I am grateful
even on the days I choke and scare everyone in the room

I cannot wait to walk down the street again
feel my feet hit the pavement
feel my knees bend hips sway breasts bounce
I dream that I will find a way
that the medical establishment will find a cure
maybe
but in the meantime I will scour the sidewalk for cracks and curbcuts
and count how many buildings I can’t get in
when people tell me it is only a step or two I want to drive over their toes and tie them to a chair
“Let’s do something easy like ‘I was walking down the street'”
And I want to scream (I remember screaming) “Easy for you ”
And I want to laugh because I know how many of you would collapse
if you were in my shoes, not walking
And I want to say that I have a better understanding of how black people felt during segregation, how they feel now because so many things have not changed
but then I will be the arrogant one and they will be saying to me “Easy for you “
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