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After a Shave and a Haircut

 I’ve never known what it is
to be a newcomer in America,

     but I’ve felt the frustration of communication

     as an uninvited foreigner.


I’ve never felt lonely in a room full of extended family

     sleeping on top of one another,

     but I’ve slept on top of some people

     I sometimes consider family

     and never was closer or

     more alone.


I’ve been homeless, but in retrospect,

     I didn’t have to be. 

     Let’s call it a handicap.

     Today, I only, probably, smoke

     half of my cigarettes because

     I give the remainder to those 

     more transient than I am

     at the moment.

     To-Go Boxes, if they’re on the menu.


I would never have thought that I'd like Country music, but

once upon a time, sharing oxygen on a cattle truck in southern Georgia

would also have been a statistical anomaly.

My first time hearing "Friends in Low Places"

with orchestration behind it was

in a bar that I used a fake ID to get into.

I already knew all the words.

And now I love the Country.


I never thought that I’d meet a conservative immigrant

     until I started leaning a little more left

     and asking a few more questions aloud.

     I forgot once that people could be good, too.


I never, not once, went underfed growing up,

     though my parents and physicians

may’ve thought otherwise at times.

I have since gone hungry too many times.

     Some of those were with warrant, however.

     I believe those we care for should always eat before you.

     But should anyone, anywhere,

     have to ever ask themselves

can of peas or can of corn for dinner tonight

from the parking lot of the Dollar General

     while sifting through the last of the change

that they had honorably earned (but payday’s tomorrow!)?

     The lot does have okayish lighting

     so it’ll be safer to sleep in the car here.

     There’s that, I guess.


I never understood why people

     took their differences so seriously.

     You’re damn right I appropriated that.

     Because it’s fucking awesome!

     I’ll do it again and always.

     I hope you do the same.

     It’s clear to me now that

     we’re far more similar than we are,

     or ever could possibly be,

     different.


I never really believed in

     the things that they were telling me

     and, maybe, that’s why

     it's hard to believe in myself.