by Will Falk | May 11, 2023 | Reflection
Her Missing Piece, by Will Falk The sky carefully drawsthe wet to his lover’s surfacebefore his rain gently entersher soil and trees grow withthese rhythms of water and dirt. The sun is utterly dependable.He burns for the solar system,his mistress, and fills his...
by Will Falk | May 8, 2023 | Reflection
Transfigure This(after John O’Donohue) by Will Falk You told me totransfigure the painas the unleaded liquidremains of corpses combustedand dragged me acrossasphalt lacerationsslashed across the Earth’s skin. I wanted to.I sat down just nowto do exactly that. Then I...
by Will Falk | May 4, 2023 | Reflection
My love is a mountain pass. Older than me, and far more experienced, I did not know who wooed who, or why. When she looked at me with great basin starlight, that very first night, it was love at first sight. I never needed more than to merely brush my tender way...
by Max Wilbert | Jun 9, 2022 | Reflection
Land of green sage and blueberry skies I have loved you in every season From blizzards to heat waves Watching your lizards in the sun sage-grouse dancing in your folds Pronghorn stepping gently across your skin Cougar tracks high on your mountainsides Newly hatched...
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...
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