The Poetry Snapshot: One Way Street

I’m constantly under construction,
like a Michigan road.
Because it’s easier to bear a storm,
when you are always closed.

 Neha Allathur Photography © Ann Arbor, MI

I’ve created so much distance from all the concrete I’ve mixed and poured,
It becomes easier for you to remember all the things I’ve ignored.

I envision us to someday
be a magnificent highway.
We’d span from urban cities to rural fields,
designed like a beautiful cliché.

But instead,
all our memories
now feel bittersweet.
Because for too long,
this friendship
has felt like a one way street.


After having a few difficult conversations this month, this poem is a reminder to reach out to the people you care about. To tell them how much you value them. To be vulnerable in meaningful relationships.


Student studying business and minoring in community action and social change. Passionate about expressing the unsaid thoughts and unseen emotions around us, through photography and poetry!

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