Larry Calls Me a Teenager for the Third Time This Meeting 

 

I am wearing dress clothes, a clerical collar. 

To be the only female pastor in a meeting of clergy 

is not just to be underrepresented. 

It is to be infantilized. The other pastors order things that 

are not on the diner’s menu. I am always on the menu. 

My competence — a frog on a seventh grader’s desk

waiting to be dissected. As I pass out the agenda for 

our next event, they marvel at my organization. I went to

graduate school to do this job, I don’t remind them. A teenager 

would talk back. I never talk back. I bite my tongue so hard

it bleeds. All over the table. No one notices. 


 

Danielle Estelle Ramsay (she/her) is a poet from the Pacific Northwest. She is a feminist, an anime fan, and a lover of books. She lives in Walla Walla, Washington with her spouse, daughter, and their array of pets. She works as a United Methodist pastor, and can usually be found drinking tea, embroidering, or walking her dog.