The Hideous Bonsai (BLW Contributor)

thesixfootbonsai

No matter what I chose to do in my life the going seemed to be tough, like forcing water to run uphill, defying gravityβ€”attempting to countermand the very laws of nature and the manner in which the world works.

Imagine me, a simple girl from rural Michigan wanting to be Japanese. Me, an intensely independent child who cherished nothing more than to be outside barefoot on her grandparent’s farm playing in an unstructured manner, transplanting herself into a too shallow vessel in an ineffectual attempt to morph into a demure, soft-spoken woman.

I had been born a Michigan pine, a sapling lashed by the wind that crosses from Lake Michigan to Lakes Huron and Erie. But I had allowed myself to be pruned and trained in an unnatural way . . . not simply in an attempt to acclimate to new soil for a time. No, in an ill-fated decision…

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