The Magnolia Surge
I. The swamp smells like death and magnolias, which sounds like a contradiction until you have stood in the Mississippi bayou at midnight and understood that death and beauty are the same thing wearing different masks. I know this because I have spent my entire life standing in the swamp, listening to it, learning its language, understanding the way the water moves and the cypress knees break...
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