"At the Polish deli"
They don't quite know what to make of her
at the old Polish deli?
At age thirteen, it was black, gloss nail polish?
and punk rock records by the Clash
At fourteen, steel toed boots and her first
boyfriend, the Jewish kid from Wilmette.
Mostly, she ignored them when they shook
their heads, smiled and wondered
"Ain't that Bill Walencek's youngest girl?"
"What happened? What happened?"
At fifteen, she stopped going to church
then she tried a few different ones.
Finally, sixteen, her first year at Brandeis
she came home speaking six different languages
She can't buy beer yet, but now she doesn't
mind running errands for her Papa anymore.
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