Christmas eve can be a great night to meet a Jew
yet as I looked over a sea of Jews under 5’2
although I was not Moses, nor it Passover,
rather than wander through the dry desert,
i headed to miami’s premeire strip club with tens — E11even
and it was only in the depths of this hopeless place
among the smoke, strippers, and mirrors,
i found a strapping fellow throwing singles,
and soon after,
i’m Jewish from New York.
my next boyfriend, Kurdish from Iraq.
happy birthday, Jesus.
i can’t speak for the strippers
yet, as Christmas Morning dawned
i awoke to a present that we never wrapped
because apparently presents are enjoyed better this way
my boyfriend’s family fled Iraq
after the fallout of 9/11
and sought refugee in the US
not a lot of people have Jesus, strippers,
and Dick Cheney.
to thank for their love story
(usually its two out of the three)
but that’s just what makes us special.
almost out of an Elizabethan tragedy,
we’re like Romeo & Jew
for you, he promised,
i’d show up to the airport with a turban and a backpack
if that were the only way to see you
for I simply had him at Shalom
once, maybe more than, he said to me
he couldn’t believe he came all this way
to the US
to be bossed around by a Jew
oh baby, you’re living the American Dream