Magnolia

Same magnolia bloom, yesterday and today. Magnolias like this are erupting all over middle Georgia right now, causing Atlanta to smell like lemon pie on a window sill in the Depression, with two escapees licking their chops and leering from behind the boxwoods as a warm breeze blows over the Dust Bowl and Leadbelly makes love to his special lady in their one-room rented apartment across the street from the pawn shop. Somewhere, down on the river, a whiskey still is chugging away and a fourteen year old boy, hired to keep an eye out for the revenuer, is drunker than he's ever been.