This is so beautifully written. It reminds me of the neighborhood I lived in a few years ago, where I’d walk in the same circle every day. One day the sun was setting just the right way through a tree in a neighbor’s yard, and I wanted to take a picture but instead thought to myself “it’s fine. she’ll still be there tomorrow”. The next day they had cut it down and nothing really captured that private gut punch until your story here
Absolutely stunning meditation into grief. Broke my heart Inigo. I am never not in awe of you. Also this made me want to give you a hug :( I am so sorry about the tree.
This was a beautifully thoughtful story about loss—deeply moving. I felt the loss of the tree, the cousin, the spat with your mother, the dream of marriage, even the existential. It was as if you were experiencing each of those losses all over again, reliving every moment you shared with that tree. A painful exercise in recollection and mourning—made irresistible by your prose.
This is so beautifully written. It reminds me of the neighborhood I lived in a few years ago, where I’d walk in the same circle every day. One day the sun was setting just the right way through a tree in a neighbor’s yard, and I wanted to take a picture but instead thought to myself “it’s fine. she’ll still be there tomorrow”. The next day they had cut it down and nothing really captured that private gut punch until your story here
Thank you for reading! I’m sorry about this tree as well, this slow destruction of the planet is so tragic and it happens in plain-sight, everyday.
Inigo you almost had me crying at 5am😭
I'm in awe with how you described this tree and your connection to it and what grief looks like for you.
Thank you for blessing us with your stories.♥️
ahh alex, thank you so much, i'm so happy it resonated, next time i'll get you actually crying 🤭
I too feel a deep loss when a great tree is felled. Its not something I express often. This piece makes me feel less alone in this thinking.
i’m happy i’m not alone, thank you for sharing! definitely watch the lucille clifton video 🫶🏾
This amazing piece is a multi-layered gift that I will need time to unpack. Even still, I can feel the breadth of its impact all the same. Thank you🫶🏾
thank you so much, carrie!
Disenfranchised grief. Mourning with you from afar. Beautifully written
Happy to have you with me and thank you x
I’m stunned even after reading it 3x. Love this, bro.
thanks for reading, brother. (multiple times) 🙏🏾
The constant weaving in of the forked tree roots BRILLIANCE and I don’t say that lightly
love a specific compliment on craft, you’re a gemstone amongst pebbles
Gem to gem I’m so glad you wrote this. Hope you have the best day
Beautifully written, bro!
appreciate you always gwen 🤎
Absolutely stunning meditation into grief. Broke my heart Inigo. I am never not in awe of you. Also this made me want to give you a hug :( I am so sorry about the tree.
thank you darling, i'm very glad you liked it and it's okay, i will have many plants in its honour
This was a beautifully thoughtful story about loss—deeply moving. I felt the loss of the tree, the cousin, the spat with your mother, the dream of marriage, even the existential. It was as if you were experiencing each of those losses all over again, reliving every moment you shared with that tree. A painful exercise in recollection and mourning—made irresistible by your prose.
thank you for engaging with it so deeply, i appreciate you (re)feeling these moments with me
The most amazing article I've read in a long time! Thank you for writing this. You put it so eloquently. What talent you have! Bravo!
thank you so much!! 🙏🏾