Pecking at distracted gnats, Crow got lost on his way to the claw wash. On Fridays there were so many birds and lizards and bats waiting in line to get serviced that the errand could take half a day. How would Crow ever get his claws clean in time for that night’s dance party? It took him so long to get off the sun-parched brick path that his feet clutched dirt, ants, and cloud spray, his name for when an owl spits out fur. When he staggered into the party, drunk on soap and wax, his friends asked why he didn’t merely fly over the path to the claw wash. Crow told them that he could only dream of beauty when his claws raked the ground.
Monique Quintana 🔈
About the Author
Monique Quintana is a Xicana from Fresno, California, and the author of Cenote City (Clash Books, 2019) and the chapbook My Favorite Sancho and Other Fairy Tales (Sword and Kettle Press, 2021). You can find her book reviews and artist interviews at Luna Luna Magazine, where she is a contributing editor. Her writing has been supported by Yaddo, the Sundress Academy of the Arts, the Community of Writers, and the Kimmel Harding Nelson Center. You can find her on Twitter @quintanagothic and at moniquequintana.com.