Bloom

I used to drive by this old, abandoned train bridge once a week on the way to visit my mom. I would look out as I passed by, and I swore I saw a tree growing up through the tracks. One day, I stopped, hiked out, and there it was growing straight up through the railroad ties. Even though a train hadn't used these tracks in years, the tree seemed so out of place. Like a flower growing up out of a crack in the sidewalk. I recently went back out to see if the tree was still there, but a hacked-up stump was all that remained.