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Crow Watching
Alison Goodwin

Alison Goodwin
Imagine the feel of the wind against its skull,
of addressing mites with its beak—
But how would I describe the wind,
if it were as constant as my own breath?
and insects, too, as permanent as skin—
the crow, arranging feathers intimate as fingernails.
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