australian sassafrass2Although he resisted categorization, we did the best we could to find him a place. He did not compare well. In fact, he did not compare at all. He did not seem to want to be claimed. We did not know why that was. Some said his presentation of self was too subtle, that his guileless manner threw us off so much that we read it as art. Some said he was too flamboyantly himself, that a little less insistence might have served him better. In the end, he had to be made to fit. The time had come to move on. After that, whenever we saw him, the poor quality of our work was increasingly obvious. It was infuriating. We blamed him for not cooperating. He was ersatz, pure fakery. It was our own fault, our own lack of imagination that we could not see him for what he was, rather than for how well he resembled what we already knew. But that only made us angrier.