It's funny what you don't recall. Our first home, in the suburb of Weston, which I barely remember-my eldest brother Orin says he can remember being in the home's backyard with our mother in the early spring, helping the Moms till some sort of garden out of the cold yard. March or early April. The garden's area was a rough rectangle laid out with Popsicle sticks and twine. Which element of structure most contributes to the postmodern quality of this excerpt?