Weighing a girl, a woman and a mother

Hiba Schahbaz's Self Portrait

Every day when the sun hides behind treesA girl rides past my houseI look at her through the windows of my room.She goes around again and againuntil she gets tired.She does too many things at once,bark back at the dog following hergreet salam to the strangers walking bystop to smell the yellow flowerand I wonder …

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