Shake Up

Coming down 10th Street to Kansas Avenue, I'm not sure what it is about this section of road but I shed stuff on the bridge over the tracks.



One day it's my headlight, leaping from its mount and sliding noisily down the hill. Another day, it's a 2-liter of Diet Coke I thought I'd strapped onto the rack pretty well. It'd broken its seal and was half foam when it came to rest approximately a quarter mile from where it reached escape velocity.