You are not my grandfather’s pants
Or my grandmother’s
Forget it, we are decent people
Under small birds, small birds’ feet, they’d say
Courage is me when I strangled the people shouting
“Kike” who’d assembled on the lawn
Interesting fact: I didn’t
Gadkas is what my grandparents would’ve called their underwear
Desperate, they emigrated from Eastern Europe
Interesting fact #2: everything they had was in one suitcase
Carried by fingers in a grip controlled by a brain that remembered
Krakanova was the name of their town, now Jewless, but they remembered
Why did I mention the pants and underpants of my grandparents?
Analysis: to emphasize that they were naked, half naked, unprotected and vulnerable but
Despite that, their small feet held up their small bodies and they didn’t die until old, late last year.