WHY I LOVE YOU

Your pieces are lined up in a row
And so you appear to be a whole
You can easily be pulled apart
But mostly you stay together
You are such a simple one, yet
You are mysterious and complex
There’s nothing left to say except
I think you’re great – string cheese

HIM

Tapping his rolled newspaper on his knee

He distributes his essence generously

Like flying particles of a sneeze
He spreads his germs with abundant ease

Don't wait, know now it's true
Impatience as an unvirtue

Literally

People use Israel as an escape,
"I'm leaving this job,
because I'm moving to Israel"
they say, as they run away.