He doesn’t know his origin. Just hangs out with his brothers.

I believe; living the moment. Flying here there everywhere.

They land in the school yard by my place. I give them bananas,

bread, apples…nuts…there is this particular fellow who sometimes

watches me get into my old car. We see each other face to face for a…

good three seconds. And then he takes off. He is highly intelligent.

He’s the one who drinks the water I put outside in a tray. I believe his

brothers are as smart as he is. They have just not paid attention to my

little self. Two days ago…I heard a commotion by my window. Went

out…trying to find out what was happening. All crows were gathered

at an specific place. East side of the school yard…it looked like a black

cloud. I opted not to find out. I had a bad feeling. Thought…the crow

wanted to show me something important…it’s been a while we have

interacted with each other, if you will. But that I could not do.

That evening I left water and seed he didn’t touch. I was sad and

mulling over the whole thing…I said to myself: look, you don’t know

better, forget about it. And that’s what I did. Sorry if I didn’t do better.

EO