"Eighty Mini Screens" by Tiffany Liem, ,

I pause in my commute to watch eighty mini screens across the street. Each screen projecting a piece of the sun transitioning into night. I am the only one aware of this broadcast as other commuters shuffle pass me. But I continue to tune in as my eyes follow this melting orange glow. The top rows slowly flicker off, and one by one, each screen starts to turn black. My eyelids feel heavy. I walk home.