9 paloma

esther and moe lived at 9 paloma

at speedway

i always considered them

to be

my other set of parents

my jewish side of the family

they’d laugh at me

when we went to Zucky’s

i’d always get lox bagels & cream cheese

and i had to have the

chocolate milk, tall & cold

not a chocolate creme

plain old chocolate milk

the combo tickled them

such a goy, they’d laugh!

covering me with kisses

today i had lox bagels & cream cheese

tomato and capers

red onions barely waved over

black pepper on the tomato

it made me sleepy

made me think of

esther & moe

princess, neisha, ira, mike

their faces and their generous hearts

the chocolate soymilk

wasn’t quite the same

moe would always make

a pot of chicken soup

with matzo balls

when i’d get sick

and you could never leave

9 paloma

without an armload of trinkets

from esther’s treasures

i loved them

dearly

i always wonder

why no one called

to tell me

when they died

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About lindalou5150

as exercise or exorcism, i write...for the eyes of others, for my eyes and heart only, for the love and the rage, i write...to release the gamut of emotion...to tell the truth and say what's often thought but not written...
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