Jersey Boy

i moved away from my home town
in new jersey at the tender age of thirteen

this is just to say

there is not much geography
to jersey only eight-thousand-seven-
hundred and twenty-nines square miles

the state of new jersey is one-fifteenth the size of Arizona
new jersey fits easily a dozen times times into arizona

(with room left over for delaware rhode island vermont
and some of new hampshire)

if you were born  in new jersey then we were born  nearby
perhaps not in body, mind or time but  in geographic proximity

new jersey bounded by
oceans rivers pine barrens and farmland

by urban centers small towns colleges

newark asbury park princeton paterson poughkeepsie
passaic hoboken sandy hook atlantic city

occupied by a melting pot of cultures
a place of great sadness joy politics religion

but we are galaxies apart
separated not at birth but by adolescence

i have eaten the plums

new jersey place of alien invasions dirigible disasters

home of bon jovi einstein and edison devito springsteen
maher cleveland and shields nicholson lewis liotta roth pesci

and a beautiful mind

turnpikes parkways

truck farms sweet corn tomatoes
submarines hoagies pizza and bagels

from the icebox

not much left to this poem
nothing more than


they were delicious

(C) 2021 Raibeart Bruis

Written by Kinkpoet
Author's Note
I have lived in Arizona since 1976, but I am still a Jersey Boy.
Poem inspired by another jersey boy, williams (william carlo) (1883-1963)
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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