Tag: Metropolis

jungles full of grease where words get written then they stop where lives get lived then they’re not diminished lines in smudged memoirs six maybe seven cigarettes later spitting concrete and rebar in her dear old city of dark her Metropolis No...

They were always there; people noticed them before, but no one could remember who made them or why. Until recently, no one knew how many settlements there were, and now they are everywhere; there are hundreds of thousands, and the story they tell is the most important story of humanity, but it is on...