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By Ada Lim贸n
via the Poetry Foundation

When the ten-speed, lightweight bicycle broke down off the highway lined thick with orange trees, I noticed a giant raven鈥檚 head protruding from the waxy leaves. The bird was stuck somehow, mangled in the branches, crying out. Wide-eyed, I held the bird鈥檚 face close to mine. Beak to nose. Dark brown iris to dark brown iris. Feather to feather. This was not the Chihuahuan raven or the fantailed raven or the common raven. Nothing was common about the way we stared at one another while a stranger untangled the bird鈥檚 claws from the tree鈥檚 limbs and he, finally free, became a naked child swinging in the wind.


A Note from the Editor
Today is National Bird Day.


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