The Roadside Apple Tree

The roadside apple tree stands out of place in a flat foreverness of roads that stretch between farm fields like a horizontal root system. She's small and overgrown. The shape of an apple tree, but not quite. Her fruit is familiar and different. It looks and tastes like apples, but not quite. She cultivates the … Continue reading The Roadside Apple Tree

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The Trauma of Everyday Life

I didn't know it at the time, but the last time I blogged (December 30, 2017) turned out to be the last day of my mother's life. She was only 52 years old. The same age my father was when he passed away a little over two years ago. Strange, huh? They say that death … Continue reading The Trauma of Everyday Life