When your disability comes to visit you often speak of lilacs as if they were customary, as if it’s always Spring. This works so well you add some birds: larkspur, titwillow, pine thrush—all song birds are beautiful and undecipherable.
You offer disability some tea.
How can anyone who doesn’t love tea and larkspurs expect to be loved in return?
Disability taps out the names of things on a table, one by one, original things, words, bird skeletons, clocks with decimals.
Planet of the Blind 