By James Wallace-Lee

New Yorkers” (A haiku)

“Why are New Yorkers

so rude? They won’t talk to me!”

Do you want them to?

The Subway” (A Limerick)

The MTA sells you a card

for two dollars, it’s really not hard

It’ll take you quite far

in a big subway car

but the trip just might leave you scarred.

My New York” (A Haiku)

My New York is not

like Times Square. There’s grass and trees

But there’s no people.

Vegan Hipsters” (A Limerick)

You’re walking down a hipster street

and you’re looking for something to eat

“These vegans!” you groan,

“They won’t leave me alone

when all I want is red meat”