Chalk Marks on Concrete

Eddie wanted to retreat up the porch steps before passing dogs caught our scent, but WE saw the colorful tracks marking the concrete. Trudging across the grass boundary onto the wide sidewalk, we investigated bold, powdery streaks left behind by neighborhood kids—a giant hopped grid drawn in sky-blue and yellow chalk. I crouched low, our neck spring bobbing with every shuffle, and dragged the blunt edge of my rolled newspaper across a yellow numeral four. A tiny burst of colored dust puffed up, coating the rim of the rolled newsprint in bright pigment. Eddie coughed and muttered about keeping our hands clean, but WE know a secret code when we decode one. This pathway belongs to us now. #Venom #Marvel #FunkoPop #ActionFigures