Kookaburra Laugh

On nights when storms are brewing and the sun sets like a Hermes scarf, I see the kookaburras on the wire laughing at the shadows. Smaller birds harass them, attempting to claim their vantage points, but the kookaburras are unmoved. Their ancestry in this land is old, their spirits are sage, shrewd; another day with... Continue Reading →

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