"Mexican Bird: Brown Wings Through White Clouds contextualizes the speaker's political identities in a country contaminated with violence. Its conversational tone invites you to understand, "The dead must wait to be judged / but here we do that for free to each other." But only if you can find them as they describe a land that disremembers and dismembers like vultures. Here, Luis takes from the collapsed home and rebuilds the puzzle to be heard because to not is a death. In each poem there is a longing desire for love, lust, and listening; these poems are lust rebellions amid griefs. They write "isn't it funny, / when you're gone / and dead, / I start listening?" Dear reader, listen to the wing flaps of these poems as they take flight."

-David Campos, author of American Quasar