Daily, the elderly woman strolls by, occasionally stooping down as she walks. One day, I befriend her, walking with her to the corner. “This is my solution,” she says, as she bends down to pick up the crumpled wrapper, adding it to the small trash bag in her other hand.

Trevor’s fiction and non-fiction have appeared in print and digital publications since the 1970s. He’s a mononymous, multiple award-winning, full-time entertainer who likes hyphens.