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Front Porch Nonfiction
Issue 5
- Ladders Striking to the Sky by Marcia Aldrich
The world is an apple, my mother once said. The first bite is an adventure: you don't know what you'll find. Will the apple be young and fresh, as clean a thing as you can imagine? Or past its prime, corrupted by time, soft, and secretly bruised? Will it be so mass-produced, have traveled so far, that its taste is corrupted? You hesitate before its wholeness, shortly to be marred forever. You turn the apple in your hands, deciding where to start, where to puncture the lustrous globe. In each apple you encounter, a nature and a history are opened.
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