I wait outside with shaking hands. Why did I come here?
I have to pee.
Who are you? Do I love you?
I just went pee why do I have to pee again?
Oh, I know.
It’s because you
have long curls
and a Jewish-sounding
last name like Cantor
or Katz or Kaplan and you stand
at a chalkboard.
And really that’s all
It takes, because maybe my mother didn’t
hug me enough as a child?
But
she did
so I’m just strange
and I’m just
like this and someone
Help!



