Run 「走る」

Her hair,
tied in a messy bun.

Her glasses,
thick-rimmed
and almost suicidal,
sitting at the very edge of her
nose,
waiting for the right time
to jump off
into oblivion.

Her eyes,
tired and worn
with exhaustion.

Her eyes,
once full of life,
seem so dead.

Her lips,
clamped together tightly.

Her brow,
furrowed with frustration,
a scowl on her face.

Her voice,
scratchy and hoarse
as she mutters about her
deadline.

Her shoulders,
bony and hunched.

Her fingers,
typing a mile per minute.

This is my aunt.