7/18/12

Dear Brooklyn,
I'll miss you
Dear F train,
You'll always be my favorite
Dear Gowanus,
I love you. Don't ever let them tell you you're too dirty
Dear 3rd avenue,
You're my best on nighttime bike rides
Dear Williamsburg,
I never gave you a real chance
For that I'm sorry
Maybe we'll meet in your next incarnation
Dear New York,
I love you and you're not bringing me down
Dear poets with babies,
Thank you for showing me that life needs to move on
Dear Bowery Poetry Club,
Thank you for shaping an adolescent me
Dear Tel Aviv,
If we meet in the way we should, you have a lot to live up to
While you'll never be in another's shadows, I hope our love can grow again

My county is sick

It's not feeling well
Hasn't been for a while

Every time I speak to an Israeli I feel like my guard has to be up
This constant fight is exhausting
It's like they want me to hate living there before I've arrived

Today a man burned himself alive
In protest of a government that failed him
He didn't use enough gasoline
He'll probably survive
And then what kind of life will he live?
Unemployed, suffered a stroke, and now third degree burns
He already moved to Haifa to avoid the expense of the city
Where else will he go?

Did we fail him?
Is this the new trend in government protest for social change?