death in the season of growth

six months of every year i drink an extra-hot latte every day, and the other six months i opt for an iced latte. for six months i need a little warm-me-up in the afternoon, and for the other six months, i need a little cool-me-down. anyway, may is my switch-over month. i don’t frankly know what this has to do with the crêpe paper texture of these fading magnolia blossoms. it’s possible i was intimidated at the prospect of trying to put their senescent majesty into words, and instead chose to talk about espresso drinks.

spent magnolia blossoms