After we cross the river, past one of the electric company’s plants
\nand the tombstones of industry – rusted rail cars banked to disused tracks,
\na morgue of old trailers in the lot of the Super Flea –
\nthe winding road is walled on one side with lush overgrowth of different shapes
\nand heights of green.<\/p>\n
Higher, on the hill over the road,
\nover which the depth offers no outlook,
\nthe trees would be perfect to hide a
\nmodern structure, a new tiny home truly
\non the edge of the city.<\/p>\n
The lower banks are covered
\nin tight clusters of short trees whose
\ntropical green leafage stands in relief
\nto the cement and corroded iron.<\/p>\n
The scene is nothing spectacular.
\nThe area invites no horticulturalists to explore
\nthe divide between urban structures and the plants that will overtake them
\none day.<\/p>\n
One day, we may leave and come back.
\nMaybe the trees will have been allowed to
\npush out the machinery, turn the rail yards into green houses,
\nreconcile the residents with a part of living taken for granted
\neven while it flourishes without notice.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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