A swatch of tulle
and an Abrams tank
fall at the same rate
inside a vacuum.
This is only true
in a truancy of air—
angel feathers beating
at palpable nothing
to reach the sky.
Father, my wings
are almost grown out.
I’ve been falling
for so long
that I forgot falling
is a kind of flight.
Blackbird
An online journal of literature and the arts
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Constant Laval Williams
Constant Laval Williams is from Los Angeles, CA. He studied Creative Writing at the University of Southern California, where he received USC’s Beau J. Boudreaux Poetry Award. He volunteers as a reader at Ploughshares and recently graduated with an MFA in Poetry from the Iowa Writers' Workshop. His poems have appeared or are forthcoming in Lana Turner, Prairie Schooner, Sixth Finch and RHINO, among others. In addition to poetry, Constant also has a successful music career under the name Casket Cassette.
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