Birds
The other day on a rooftop greenhouse a birdcage was
in there with all the moist damp plants. You never would
have guessed birds when climbing the stairs to get there.
We are on a northern campus, construction we hear
reaching a billion dollars has been going on here for
almost a decade. As we stepped up, and no one is in the
greenhouse but the two of us, a pair of birds looked out,
their nest covered with more than enough straw and
bedding. It was in their beaks, around their heads and all
over the place. A crowded obsessive little room. Someone
had given them way too much. The birds knew they
looked ridiculous.
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from DUO ~
Longhouse 2015
