In the dream, you told me the raven’s secrets, the names by which crows call themselves, the secret powers of jays. Now, when a blue flash at the window signals an arrival or a shadow circles the roof or a black feather lands at my feet, I think of your wisdom and I tell the birds to carry my regard to you.
Shy and nocturnal, Jennifer Crow has rarely been photographed in the wild, but it’s rumored that she lives near a waterfall in western New York. You can find her poetry on several websites and in various print magazines including Asimov’s Science Fiction, Uncanny Magazine, Liminality and Kaleidotrope. She’s always happy to connect with readers on her Facebook author page or on Twitter @writerjencrow.