memory

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

FLASH Fiction Challenge 100 – Day 26 Memory is such a funny thing. It is vastly more subjective that I thought it was in my twenties. It is not a file cabinet full of intact, coherent, cohesive facts that are strung together in any sort of narrative, yielding a ‘truth.’ Far from it. Memory is… Continue reading Memory