Yesterday after acupuncture
I walked down Eighth Avenue
on my way to the Penn South
Writers dinner passed a large Hassid
sitting in front of an empty storefront
with a rack of sequined ballgowns.
He asked if I was Jewish
just by way of making conversation.
He wasn’t selling holidays
although we are in the midst of them.
Maybe I said and he laughed and said
you qualify for buying any gown
for just a dollar each.
For twenty dollars
you can go to twenty dances
and I’ll throw in a free one too.
Have you ever gotten
an offer like that?
That man understands the Universe in a very special way.
Lovely Jewish Cinderella story.