Note to my short story, Red Pigeon, coming soon--
I wrote this after being obliged to keep this unusual dream in my head for 2 full days, as at the time I had a highly stressful job in international radio on M St. in Washington, DC. I even shared this story at work with my colleague, writer/artist/musician/former movie director, U Win Pe, and he said, “Why Sayama (Teacher), this dream is a complete short story already.” So I wrote it down when my off days came around. The night I had this dream, I was walking along M Street after work, when I saw a group of about 4 or 5 office workers, staring over the 3 foot fence, at something on the grass. It turned out to be an ordinary grey pigeon, with its beak canted over on the lawn, obviously dying. I watched a while, then went on to the Metro or subway station at Dupont Circle. I did not know how to provide first aid to a dying bird.
KMKaung
3-7-2015
