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9-5 Nighttime (5/7/5)



By: Sarah Wang


The subway rumbles.

I grasp firmly on the bar,

Peering out the glass.


The city whisks by,

Sunset hues line each building,

Peeking from behind.


The vehicle halts.

My stop is called. I exit.

The subway drives off.


I walk the cold streets,

And reach my apartment doors.

I trek up the stairs.


I turn my room’s key.

In the pantry, I reach for

The instant ramen.


Water is poured in,

Mixing with the seasoning.

Microwave cooking.


I slurp the noodles.

The ramen is comfort food.

Relax and enjoy

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