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Weather Report

You can see your breath
in forty degree New York City weather
unlike in Los Angeles
where it is sixty five
and what you see in the air
is not your breath


Burn Brooklyn Burn

From the back of the Statue of Liberty
it looks like she’s walking to Brooklyn
either to set it on fire
or because there’s good Mexican food there


Doesn’t Like Her Job

I ask the woman at the Ellis Island Café
if the pizza is good New York pizza
She says she doesn’t know because
she’s not from New York

As if New Jersey is a place
you can actually be from


Fight On The Subway

There’s a fight on the Subway
Car in front of mine
Can’t see anything
But the yelling
Which, of course
I can’t see either

People lean through open car doors
for a glimpse of who is hitting who
The train can’t move with the doors blocked

No one complains
Carnage unites underground New York
Home means another meal with the wife
all night sirens and a sleepless night

Leave the doors open another minute
I think there’s blood on the floor

A tooth


Lost Luggage

The baggage room
with misplaced immigrant possessions
One hundred years, the Wolinsky family
still without their precious forks and spoons

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