It's That Time of Year


Artist's Note:

I have noticed the return of those brightly-lit, cheaply made electric scooters. They flock on sidewalk corners, in darkened alleyways, ready to be ridden by roving bands of scooter jerks.


Writer's Note:

You know it’s springtime when you can smell the subtle aroma of cherry blossoms intermingled with the acrid stench of lithium battery fires…