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KAYLEN BAKER

STORIES OF YS CLEARING THE AIR

Before the flood, birds circled the sky in numbers equal to the humans below. They gathered like thunderstorms, a vicious batting of wings. This was a time when the evolutionary strings of species were much shorter than they are now, and sometimes these strings got knotted together in ways that even Darwin, later, never did decipher. You don’t believe it? Well, how about clearing the air? This is a phrase we use now to mean getting rid of uncomfortable social tensions, but in Ys to clear the air meant to call upon the birds, and down they’d come, like rain, flattening the grass with skywet wings, poking the beds of gardens—the endive, the mâche— with forking feet. Back then, humans and birds had evolved to the point of codependency. Humans had yet to learn how to see across long distances, and the birds, for their part, needed a place to stay. This was before Galileo, before telescopes and before the guy we’ve nearly forgotten who invented them—Hans 335

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