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Clumsy air, swallowed words, eyes to the ground

When a minority appears, black yellow, brown…

an excellent screening device
to get a sense of what’s expected
I long for such a defense mechanism
from those who are affected
Standing vulnerable
merely labeled “pretty”, “warm”, “bright”
initially all that is seen is skin of light
They like who I am, they like simply me
they can’t see my color and their words become free
“You’re Jewish?”… “Oh, please don’t get me wrong
“You’re different”
and they sing their patronizing song
Color me Jewish, God…color me green
for it hurt to get close
and then have your color seen
Color me Jewish, God, color me too
orange will be fine, I’ll even take blue

by Darlena Schafer Goetz