There are a lot of dead birds outside of Natalie Delgado’s classroom. She doesn’t know why. But she does know they make an eerie, splattering sound when they fall from the sky. And she knows they inspire her.
January 4, 2010, was my first day at Desert Companion. Christopher Smith and I, comprising the magazine’s entire editorial staff, took up our cubicles in a nondescript backroom that was formerly Nevada Public Radio’s music library.