This is the bridge at the back of my old middle school- which in one way, may be seen as a sappy, metaphorical figure as not only does it serve as an entrance/exit, but it also arches over a concrete chasm (which, technically, is just an overgrown waterway, not too intimidating at all.) But on top of this, I feel as though the weeds and fence around it frame this bridge exceptionally well- it’s lucky that since the school doesn’t use herbicides around the campus, it allows for these accidental spatial juxtapositions.
