like the junco, often goes unheeded no one yells in ecstasy look a junco or a mallow but unlike the dowdy bird, this flower shows a blush for the seduction of butterflies and bumblebees their perfect rosy faces in late spring or early summer, stand erect in full sun or the narrow side of shade blushing as if in embarrassment of their own beauty like young innocents, they allure without domestication why do we ignore the junco and this common Oregon flower? is it that familiarity continues to breed invisibility? Poem by Amelia Díaz Ettinger Amelia Díaz Ettinger is a Latinx BIPOC poet and writer. Amelia’s poetry and short stories have been published in anthologies, literary magazines, and periodicals. She has two poetry collections and a chapbook published. She has an MS in Biology and MFA in creative writing. Her literary work is a marriage of science and her experience as an immigrant. Presently, she resides in Eastern Oregon.