The Crows of Karnataka
// The Crows of Karnataka // PC: J. Rodriguez, M. Greene I’ve seen an empire Taste the tempest of a gathering strong But I found love at the end of the world -- John Mark McMillan // // The birds don’t si ng in Karnataka. There are no songs. Empty of melody, the air is full of chirps and coos, wails and shrill sirens—the birds speaking over the city. Conversations had in the treetops. Stories weaved through generations. Rumors spreading in the air. Secrets s hared with the wind. Most distinct of the birds are the crows. Incredibly numerous, the crows track the movements of the people—their villages, their cities, their state. They constantly watch, consta...