August 27

The bushfire

I saw the smoke from the bottom of the hill and I saw the extraordinary saddest thing in the world. It was a black flamingo. The first thing that I am going to do is to go borrow underneath the ground like the bat cave

As I nestled myself in it and when I finally heard noting someone poked me through the dirt wondering who the hell that was but when I got out of my borrow no one was there but the ash from the burned trees and wondered where I would go