Tag: prose
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Life Lately. (in words)
Workday evening The sun sets. Cars move in an organized manner like ants along the road.They curl around the city for rest and food. An ecosystem sprawls from either side of the main road.Like the labyrinth of an anthill. Lined with neon signs, a narrow path calls you home.Come eat. Come drink. You’ve worked hard…
I. L. Chang 