a dead horseshoe crab
laying in an underground tunnel at the train station
in Douglaston, Queens.
Someone must have tried to bring the poor crab home
and then realized it had died
The tunnel smelled the beach at low tide.
Sad.
Four people in New York, Los Angeles, and Germany. Stopping, noticing, sharing - one photo/four people/every day. (For now we are just three, but hopefully four again soon.)