Trash Day

Went for a run today.

 The sky heavy swollen ready

to rain on

mid week suburban trash day

There were two at curbside digging

through the trash

possibly three

playful long-time friends

dropping bottles to hear them break

getting excited when they did

offended by the half-eaten egg

It was okay for today

it would rain soon

crows are funny that way.

 

3 responses to “Trash Day”

  1. Stephanie Avatar
    Stephanie

    Captured the scene! But what’s the last line in the drawing?

  2. K Mark Schofer Avatar

    I I think it is how I become a good dog.

    I was practice sketching as I’m trying to write a book called tail about a dog search for its tail

I would love to hear you opinion as well

I’m Mark

His friends observe Mark seems wired a little differently. Perhaps it’s more likely that noticing little things often missed by others is a relic of a quieter, simpler time. He has a way with words, which he refuses to let be hindered by sub-par typing skills. People have great stories to tell if you sit and listen.

A belief dear to Mark is that there is certain beauty in the world. You simply have to look for it.

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