My Uber driver
was a woman in a hijab
I climbed in,
conscious of my Magen David
Did she clock it? She didn’t say
I didn’t move to hide it
We chatted pleasantly and when
Sara Bareilles came on the radio
We both sang along
Somewhere else our two people
Are killing one another
But here the weather is gorgeous
The mountain is stunning
The river is clean
And we hum to the same songs as we drive
In peace
-EKG’2024