Alphabet Letters
In the Bronx, in Brooklyn and in New York City,
My cousins all have stores.
Seven cousins with seven stores, like commandments.
Business people with long lists of going bankrupt.
And my family-name stares at me from their signs
With a gaze that’s wild and foreign.
The flaming mem (of Moses and of Marx)
Skips on one green foot.
The alef winks…
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