Poca. VA

appletrees grew on either side of the steep street offering every year late summer/early fall their good seedling fruit to our pleasure and we had a kind of proprietary feeling about the particular character of their stripings and russetings and their sweets and subacids and big Spicebush Swallowtails kept the qi moving gently or restoratively up and down the hill even as the coal-owners began to spit us out after so many years of chewing and the pavement cracked up and people started to move away