Snow Globe of Denver

where disabled activists lived and loved
and fucked and fought and fucked again
after fighting and made all the public buses

across the nation accessible and were
arrested and were arrested again
this time for asking the question 

“May we speak to Senator Gardner?”
and were jailed for three days and three nights
and we stayed for three days and three nights 

and I was so in love with your brain
and we scissored and ate popsicles at dawn
and I lazed in the hotel bc you had work to do

important work, more important than—
damn, I have not forgiven you.

Copyright © 2023 by The Cyborg Jillian Weise. Originally published in Poem-a-Day on July 10, 2023, by the Academy of American Poets. 

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“I wrote this poem while reading Corbett Joan O’Toole’s iconic book Fading Scars: My Queer Disability History. One chapter begins, ‘Disabled people needed civil rights.’ And I thought: we disabled people need more poems about love between activists. So I wrote this one.”
—The Cyborg Jillian Weise