Looking Irish
Growing up, I considered myself Canadian.
My unorthodox family
never observed rituals
except when it came to me
dating non-Jewish boys.
I was told they could only be my friends.
Of course, the only time I was invited out
on a date, was by a goy –
a cute one, too.
I spoke my sadness
with solemn sophistication,
explaining I was only allowed to date
nice Jewish […]
