An adult ibis perched on top of a 30 foot pine being chased off by an adult stork who then takes his perch at that same top spot.
Ibis and stork mixing into drifts of white feathers clashing and yielding.

Melancholy is too easy.

I ground in beauty and magic.

Kathy LaFollett
2 min readOct 10, 2023


The world rattles bones and stone atop tremors of rage.

Sporadic moments between cars yielding angry voices and gestures.

Banners, bumper stickers, flags, and slogans clawing for dominance with declarations of fealty to ghosts and goblins of perceived superiority. Countries fill with quiet voices turning to screams of…