If men were to catcall disabled women,
I imagine it would be like
the world has flipped upside down
and disabled women were
suddenly found to be sexy,
and just passing by
would mean being exposed to unwanted shit like:
“Luscious crip curves mamacita!
Hey Gorgeous. Can you give me a ride?
Babe on Wheels!
Hey Sexy spokes!
Spastic is Fantastic.
Your cane is as sexy as you!
Take off your leg. Don’t make me beg.
Your walker makes me wanna jump your bones!
You can roll over my toes.
Anything for you, Hot Wheels!!!
Can I have a lap dance?
Can you give me a chance?
Pretty Woman rolling down the street…
She feels the earth move under her wheels…
Those boots ain’t meant for walkin’….
Rollin’ Rollin’ Rollin
But disabled women don’t get catcalled.
We get dogged down and accused of undesirability,
We get told over and over
is something to be fixed…
to be avoided.
we get assaulted
by words of pity and fear
while pretending we’re not really here
or wishing we did not exist.
We get assaulted by ableism
or inspiration porn
“God bless you.
How amazing you are
for wanting to keep loving life.
I’m so sorry.
Bless your heart.
I will pray for you.
I will pray for you to heal.
May I lay hands on you
in the name of the Lord?”
And good Lord, and God forbid
if anyone were to even conceive
of catcalling disabled women
because in the real world,
would make you look perverted and cruel
for feeding false hopes to a cripple,
or even worse
finding one attractive
would make you
and you’re not one of those.
Copyright © 2017 Maria R Palacios