Author name: Max Friedman-Cole

11 PM Elegy words by Max Friedman-Coleillustration by Cameron Ashley And the buildings are breathing like beastsAnd time is imprisoned in aspicAnd the streetlights stare down in shameAnd the ever-beating tide of the city is beginning to ebb. And the car carapaces are funhouse mirrorsAnd the stumbling students huddle like penguins on the pavementAnd the […]