ealer, part orchardist, part trickster, Archuleta's "researcher" shows what it might mean to lean into each loss as it comes, to search for an opening, gain entry, and from there commence inhabitation. From birth-really, the first trauma we survive-onward, the likes of grief and loss and sorrow none of us can escape, this work vies to say-so why not welcome them, make them sacred, feed them apple slices?