Total Immersion

The guy in the tight, black Speedo
 (shine over the crotch)
is ready to dive;

another Russian Jew,
new to the community pool,
unsure of how to say “Make way!,”
makes his announcement nonetheless
cannonball style:

“I am here
in your country. Like it
or not.”

In the deep end,
suddenly I’m under
a flying immigrant
bent on total immersion . . .
Published in TOK: Writing the New Toronto, Book 2. Purchase the book to read the full piece.