Florilegium Archive · Papercuts and Scribbles

November 2021 – It’s a Whole Spiel

Poem inspired by the stories found in It’s a Whole Spiel: Love, Latkes, and Other Jewish Stories

Why did I sound like such an idiot when I talked to him?
Got your weird out of your system?
I respect that God's name is unpronounceable.

She hated her OCD.
She craved certainty, 
and logically, 
she knew her quest for it was making her
miserable.

A faint whiff of canned boy
mixed with feet:
he'd be taking his nice-Jewish-boy act on the road!
VIRGIN DIES WATCHING CRITICALLY UNDERWHELMING ROMANTIC COMEDY

You didn't like dancing, 
but you were never afraid of heights.
Let me go under, 
but this time let me come up...
a breathe-the-other-person-in hug
is supremely underrated.

Jam-packed, clogged city arteries
they would communicate in their broken English, 
the cracks in each tongue 
following different fault lines.
I had ten solid minutes of feeling
good about being different--
I don't want to blend in. 
I want to be bright.

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