When Tina Turner Went Swiss
Sweden for Switzerland
like any good, geographically-challenged
and Swiss cheese
and Swiss chocolate
seemed to me
the country’s only
until, of course, I befriended a Swiss girl
in tenth grade and she mocked my French
and shot me down in Swiss-German,
and suddenly Switzerland became more than
this snowy place of dairy and confections.
That was a decade ago, in the hallways at school,
and then, today, Tina Turner went Swiss.
But that’s not in the CIA World Factbook
or crouching in my memories of Alice.
It’s like a rubber band snapped
in the rubber band ball
my little hands made
to represent the globe.