by david buck
geez, it's been warm lately. unseasonably so. green grass revealed, delusional birds flying every which way, a rememberance of the sensation we call warmth, and...drum roll...litter! trash everywhere you look. blowing against fences, dancing in front of my windshield, decorating the front lawns of our neighborhoods. come on people, what is wrong with you? have a little pride. i love my adopted city. i extoll its virtues with conviction. only, why do we have to be such pigs? as you travel west in this country, you will see a marked decrease of the litter problem. so, i implore you, good citizens. let's clean up our act!