He proudly said
“my name is Francisco”
As he served me
my third glass
of crystal clear water
At my five-star restaurant
below the border.
And he proudly
As he served me
my third glass
of crystal clear water
At my five-star restaurant
below the border.
And he proudly
proclaimed, and I agreed
That his country
would never pay
For America’s border wall.
But he stumbled against
For America’s border wall.
But he stumbled against
the back of a chair
As he walked away
in cheap shoes.
I sat long and hard
in my chair
Thinking about
As he walked away
in cheap shoes.
I sat long and hard
in my chair
Thinking about
How he became he
and I became I.
The holiest way I knew.
And I felt ashamed.
and I became I.
The holiest way I knew.
And I felt ashamed.
© Gil Hoy
Gil Hoy
Gil is a Boston poet and trial lawyer who is studying poetry at Boston University through its Evergreen program. Hoy received a B.A. in Philosophy and Political Science from Boston University, an M.A. in Government from Georgetown University, and a J.D. from the University of Virginia School of Law. He served as a Brookline, Massachusetts Selectman for four terms. Hoy’s poetry has appeared, most recently, in Ariel Chart, The Penmen Review, Right Hand Pointing/One Sentence Poems, The New Verse News and Clark Street Review.
Gil is a Boston poet and trial lawyer who is studying poetry at Boston University through its Evergreen program. Hoy received a B.A. in Philosophy and Political Science from Boston University, an M.A. in Government from Georgetown University, and a J.D. from the University of Virginia School of Law. He served as a Brookline, Massachusetts Selectman for four terms. Hoy’s poetry has appeared, most recently, in Ariel Chart, The Penmen Review, Right Hand Pointing/One Sentence Poems, The New Verse News and Clark Street Review.
