Sarah Cavar is a student and writer of null gender. They talk too much (or just enough) about being transbutch, neurodivergent, and disabled. Sarah’s work has been featured in The Offing, Sinister Wisdom, Sweet Tree Review, The Establishment, and elsewhere. Find them haunting your local library.



Poets Resist
Edited by Jemshed Khan
May 15, 2019

Sarah Cavar

pittsburgh& san diego

on pittsburgh i knew i could not live unless i tried to die a real Jew. so every day i dream my name another alphabet, Hebrew recall like a forgery: all shape; no meaning. & what is Sarah? word or world or woman? mother of the moment i convert so hard i’m the first to hear the upstairs radio. it could be nothing. but it is two deep voices. two men meet between tea-garden and stairwell. their feet beat a turbulent sky. & us — we, motley downstairs tribe — all acting fearless or fear-blind. i think to myself is it tonight we’ll end up solved for good? now i’m sucked up by the sofa. glued to the thing. on my face san diego salt drips from crown to nose to lip to teeth to taste. all this time A says d’var like it could never happen here. & later we will learn the men above are cleaners actually. just cleaners. we’re so sorry to disturb your event. your little spiritual gathering. it’s okay. we continue. the men and their vacuums, too chagrinned now at the sound of their feet and their voices and all they carry, the way they block our calls from down below.

Poets Resist is published by Glass Poetry Press.
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