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"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare

Dennis J. Bernstein


The Smell of Victory

The ripe stench of his feet
haunted my mother into her grave.
When I was ten, she tried to explain
why the smell that kept us from
ever having company was so fierce:
Your daddy fought a violent war
against the Jew-haters. Rommel's
men pinned a medal to his spine.
The putrid smell of the victory
stuck to the soles of his feet.