Roots

I hesitated for a moment haven't all the leaves fallen? Is there anything more naked than this? Doesn't she feel anything from this burning and cold? Isn't the lead in the air these days burning her lungs? Doesn't it dance its leaves for the sake of love? Now that it doesn't have all its leaves why is it there? Why doesn't her back bend? Why is she growing up? I hesitated for a moment Her roots were… ——————————————————— Drawn with black & white technical pen on craft paper by Hani Naqi