from “Ode to Mold” by Claudia Lewis, featured in The Sweet Breathing of Plants

In my family we moved a lot. And it’s only lately, by willing myself to stay put, that I’ve been able to resist the haul-ass blues and nomadic lifestyle I learned from my parents. It seems to me that the desire to garden is the emotional opposite of the desire to move. People who garden commit themselves to place.

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