the puddles are scattered

across the indentations

of tatters

of leaves

and tress

that became seas

of mornings

that linger

on windows

and shadows

that stay.


there are times

when we open 

the curtains.

and it is us.


© Hudson Biko

Photograph by Aaron Burden


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