This article is written by a student writer from the Her Campus at Texas chapter.
The freeways look like rivers set aflame with headlights:
twinkling cells pulsating through asphalt arteries,
The sky in reverse.
I can’t help but wonder if the stars look down on our stars –
police lights, red blue blood, a clogged artery where flowing ceases.
I’m a single blood cell on a urban highway, red lights racing to and from oxygen supplies.