Rest in Peace, South Irving Street

This month marks two years since a triple homicide happened around the corner and down the alley. Our daily dog walk passes this lot, and in July, I wish the family that lived here could witness this calm after their storm: since the house burned and was demolished, a meadow has grown up, encouraged by a fertile birth of apples - a great weight of them that heaps up under the trees and melts into cidery September puddles.