¿Carmencita?

Her hands, still fair,
are question marks
in her wheelchair lap.
One slim wrist resists
however her husband
smooths her fingers out,
(– déjame –) unfurls them
like a Spanish fan,
to pose her as normal.

First her pinky stutters shut.
Her ring hangs sideways.
Then her middle finger, her pointer
roar South, East, thrash in,
and in. Her disdainful thumb
stays crooked.
Palm smiles inside.