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Contributor: Richard Schnap

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There was the Italian engineer who played saxophone
Whose wife wore the latest fashions

And the Indian computer scientist
Who littered the lawn with cigarette butts

And the Chinese guitarist who strummed love songs
As if mourning the girlfriend who left him

And the Japanese woman so silent
It seemed she never spoke at all

And the gay Pakistani doctor
With the lover with the shaven head

And the Mexican mother whose children
Rode their tricycles around the front porch

These were my fellow tenants
These strangers from foreign lands

Who made me see how different
And how similar we all can be

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Richard Schnap is a poet, songwriter and collagist living in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. His poems have most recently appeared locally, nationally and overseas in a variety of print and online publications.


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