Ashen Eden

The skeletal remains of the trees, their branches reaching skyward like petrified prayers, stood as silent sentinels, bleached ashen by the relentless Kuwaiti sun. Within the confines of the capitalistic urban sprawl, this is an appreciation for the ephemeral beauty that is born out of idiosyncratic climates. This is the co-existence between concrete and foliage. Salmiyah, Kuwait