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.

You will find more poems here. You may contact the editor at poems@theawl.com.