last summer in Israel

Ani ohevet otach (אני אוהבת אותך)
שלום אני אוהב אתכם
Last week,
I saw two children
rise into the starry night.

They changed the world
but left (blown) out
onto a black glass sky
and it hails
and it hails
and it hails.

I shout,
"Hello, I love you"
into the thunder.

Ani ohevet otach (אני אוהבת אותך)
into the thunder.
שלום אני אוהב אתכם


I write their names onto scraps of paper to bury in The Western Wall