Interstate
BY CHRISTIAN ALJIAN '24

night and day 

on this withering 

highway is endless 

traffic that never stays 

crashing and burning but 

there's no remorse nor pain 

nor hesitation nor delay for everyone 

has things to do places to be and 

no matter the place or time we 

decay all the same before 

our very own eyes as the sky rains down 

lies in which we drown blindly but never die 

for whether we try or not 

the storm clouds will thrive without us 

upon every strike of lightning 

we don’t survive.