Names His name was Horowitz. Romeo Juliet Horowitz. Cuz his parents, Moe and Trudy, he swore, were into Shakespeare. And labored for a girl. But lost. Choosing his middle name. Tragically-romantic. And he bOasted he came from rOyalty. Like cOunts and cOuntesses. In the old country. Before Lenin’s Revolution, and Frida Kahlo jumped Leon Trotsky.
So, to be, or not to be: It happened w-a-y back, at least 30 Hanukkahs, nigh Dutch Reagan’s Tear down this wall, before household staples like MiraLax and Viagra and Rogaine. But – I need a swig of H2O – not so long ago – slurp – for me to forget how this prince landed