DIG DEEP (our quarterly literary ezine)

The Rope Chair

by Maryam Avazi

My master made me for the purpose of sitting in a modern art museum. My master made me to be aesthetic—that’s why humans continually come to look at me Tuesday through Sunday all year round. They are intrigued by the rope that surrounds my spirit.

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