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.