A Jew
Was that pink-toothed boy who
stuck his foot in my face
a Jew?
I thought a Heeb as holy as him could understand
that a kid doesn’t need a black skullcap to know
that You’re up there, and I’m down here.
He lifted his brown shoe
right over the bus seat and kicked me
in my mouth and made my lip bleed.
Who was right? A Jew against a Jew.