Indrani Perera



the toddy tappers

it’s been years since my father called Galle home since sepalika flowers bloomed in the night and stole into his dreams with their scent only to carpet his path in the morning with their petals years since the toddy tappers …

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Never Seen

I’m sitting in the bath of a small dot on the map somewhere in the Wimmera Mallee. It’s the home of small birds and the population has always been around 400. There’s a road that once held six churches; Sundays …

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