Sort of shocked
She is descent by culture; by faith and her age
So sees the dress as cover; not fashion…
“Noodles, laces, strings, ”
She calls them.
“Six for each of these women, ”
She says; disappointed: “This, is not cover.”
“Two for top, two for shorts, two for shoes, ”
She claims: “is their wear; in summer.”
“And armpit hair, dyed? ”
I show her.
Sort of shocked:
“Human? Animal? ” she whispers.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem