An anxious Jew, always waiting
for the other shoe to drop,r
met a spirited Latina who could,
God forbid, lose one leg
and keep dancing on the other.
Vowing to adopt her point of view,
he traded all his tiresome oy veys
for her exuberant oles.
In his guayabera shirt,
he planted red hibiscus by the porch,
that they would shrivel in the heat.)
(Originally published in Bop Dead City)