Street Fruit...
A stuffed donkey stuck with a stupid grin, the left arm hanging its guts out.
Blue and black shopping bags splattered across a fence, frozen by the wind, or growing in the chain links.
An electric guitar that can't get it on, with a note taped to it saying "maybe you'll have better luck."
A mattress leaning against a light pole at the end of a driveway, across its face, spray-painted in red: "slumlord."
The dirt you catch up on when you run into a friend on the way to buy cat food.
A broken-ass chair with a "take me, I'm yours" sign in its lap.
A stolen fig from a neighbor's tree.
Drugs, when they used to be illegal.
A booted car with its back caved in, a traffic cone keeping watch.
A sprinkler system watering the pavement.
A punk band from Los Angeles.