Boots stained with mud,
legs strained under the weight of heavy packs.
Sounds of nature,
the screaming of birds, a barking of a dog.
The smell of sweat and look of exhaustion.
Running shoes pounding pavement,
legs wear loose fitting jeans,
Sounds of the city,
The screaming of police sirens and a lockdown.
The smell of fear and look of excitement and adventure.
Vans stained with blood and kitchen grease
Legs draped in work jeans strain under the weights
of a kitchen apron, a knife, and a notepad.
Sounds of the Kitchen
Screams of “Vamos, gringo” and
“What’s wrong kid, never been burned before?”
The smell of excitement and look of reward
from receiving a full paycheck.
Bare feet, caked in mud, spotted with blisters,
and cut open from broken glass.
Legs water-colored in spotty brown from the river.
Sounds of the roaring river.
Screams of excitement from teenagers who dive from cliffs.
The stench of the muddy river intermixed
with sweat and adrenalin.