International Store

They closed International Store,
But Miriam remembers fresh
Falafel twenty years ago,
How the Egyptian owner
Never refused food to
A customer, even one

Without money.

She would hear him say “Pay later.”

The news comes later to her,
This news, buried between the rubble of all the other
tragedies.
They said it was no evidence of hate, how his slain body
lay near the

Untouched cash register.

Susan Kanga

 

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