The T-Shirt Rule / Collection of Works

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at a fancy dinner

an older woman

noticed that I was using sign language

and had an interpreter 

 

she did not notice how happy I was to be there

talking and sharing stories with others

listening too

 

she came up to me

eyes squinted for some reason

squint squint

and spoke in such hushed tones

 

the interpreter could barely hear her

I couldn’t even read her lips

 

she asked if I use my voice

and if I “knew” how to talk

 

I lied 

when I told her I could speak

but I prefer to use sign language

as it’s my natural language

 

she

chuckled 

and scoffed too

 

she said her husband had throat cancer

and lost the ability to speak

so she had to gesture by waving hands around

 

and that it was too much work for her

it was too much work? 

yes, too much work

 

I told her I was sorry to hear that

she simply shrugged, scoffed again and walked away

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