A Poem by Noah Falck

by Mark Bibbins, Editor

Poem Excluding Babysitter

As we drive past the cemetery we hold
 
 our breath for several minutes. Our
 
 faces grow obscene floral patterns. In
 
 our breathlessness, our skulls empty
 
 themselves. Trees in winter. Our
 
 children in the backseat became the
 
 moral of the story — startling us with
 
 propaganda, with sudden musicality,
 
 with their small, loose teeth.

Noah Falck is the author of Snowmen Losing Weight, and several chapbooks including Celebrity Dream Poems and Life as a Crossword Puzzle. He works as education director at Just Buffalo Literary Center and co-curates the Silo City Reading Series in an abandoned grain silo along the Buffalo River.

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