Misti. We got Misti on a Saturday, just before my shift at work started, so I couldn’t be there when my housemates brought her home. She was a cat, not a kitten. A pet abandoned by her family. She was two years old, but the world had disappointed her. Surely, she was cherished at some… Continue reading Lessons from Misti
Category: nonfiction
On the Memory of Trees
(an essay) It wasn’t a big thing. It was a banal thing. A common everyday thing. Something seen by everyone on a regular basis. It was a tree. One I glanced at while walking in my neighborhood. A section of the bare tree trunk, foliage above, some more below, and, below that, a wooden fence.… Continue reading On the Memory of Trees
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