In the Form of Birds
The summer my father died I bought a book on Southwestern birds. It was he who had given me my first feeder on my 8th birthday…
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Yo Soy Perú
The toucan lifts its lobster-claw bill into the sky over and over, releasing its whooping, loonish phrase like a persistent question.
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Below the Surface
The kid says he saw a fireball once. “Tell it Spanish so that everyone understands,” Abraham tells him, and the kid switches from Portuguese to Spanish…
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Fear and Loneliness in Sublette County
It was lonely at the top of Indian Pass. I should have been more excited to be at the apex of my hike, nearly 12,000 feet in elevation.
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