By Noah Falck
The dark feels its way through the crowd, shows up after the hit & run on Main Street. Those out of breath/out of work build a river outside our window. We watch it move. We grow headaches throbbing with the spirit of bad weather, with the Americanism of extra innings. Spring becomes a parking lot filled with dogs in backseats breathing clouds into the sky. And the river is a mirror, a mirror for all the beautiful blondes in the suburbs. On days like this, the clouds give birth to other clouds and the rain runs down our cheeks as if sad. On days like this, let our hearts be mistaken for mountains.
Noah Falck is the author of Snowmen Losing Weight (BatCat Press, 2012) and several chapbooks including Celebrity Dream Poems (Poor Claudia, 2013). He co-curates the Silo City Reading Series in an abandoned grain silo and works as education director at Just Buffalo Literary Center in Buffalo, New York. Find him online at noahfalck.org.
