He trudged down the stairs, dragging the two heavy bags of garbage, leaving a trail of filth behind him.

The cold night air sent a shiver through his spine.

He crossed the apartment complex's driveway, towards the army of overflowing dumpsters. It reeked of spoiled food and spilled liquor.

Gamine

She used to be a dancer
tender vicious fleeting
just starting to fly away.
So tired of her gilded cage
she rebelled, she yelled, she
quietly walked away.