Fall is full of charming ways of dying.
The leaves have blond tips and look like they are in a boy band from the 90s. Or they look even better at aging and dying and falling onto the ground. They are colored like school buses, or chapped lips, or chaffed legs, or stoned teenage eyes. They are the color of elderly laughter. Or those almost golden cans of caffeine free diet soda. They are the color of hidden butts. Of a dirty diners counter tops. Of us taking a bubble bath in a swamp. They are colored like smokers teeth. Or a hippy college student’s dorm room covered in tapestries and arm pit hairs and humping smells. This is how upside down lightning dresses for Halloween all month long. These trees strip so slowly we can barely stand it. I throw my dollars at trees anyway and cry. And I go on diets.