by Will Falk | Feb 7, 2022 | Reflection
When people say “we” need cars, “we” need mining, “we” need industries like the automobile manufacturing industry, I want to know who “we” are. The natural world does not need cars. The rivers, lakes, oceans, and...
by Will Falk | Dec 28, 2021 | Art
First, There’s the World by Will Falk First, there’s wind kissing your breast, chills chapping your lips, and frost on your sleeping bag before dawn. First, there’s salmon swimming upstream, heron stalking blue-gill, and grizzly bear brothers wrestling. First, there’s...
by Will Falk | Dec 23, 2021 | Art, Reflection
Desert Prognosis by Will Falk Wrapped in the dark blanket of night, huddled and feverish with cosmic infections, either I’m shaking or the sky is. I look to the heavens with so many wishes. But, there are only so many shooting stars. The last star is erratic, bouncing...
by Will Falk | Dec 19, 2021 | Art
This American Solstice by Will Falk Light, made stronger by the dark, flows from the half moon, and makes the long journey down to dance with her bright kin, the flames leaping from a thousand bonfires. Druid whispers are almost audible as they scatter from groves of...
by Will Falk | Dec 15, 2021 | Art
As Tradition Goes Up in Smoke by Will Falk When the frost of ancestral protection vanishes with rising temperatures and minds grow soft with amnesia, they come in heavy trucks to mine memories and steal stories. Glaciers remain, for now, wavering, with teardrops...
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