on the sunniest days

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on the sunniest of days

i find myself standing

at the precipice

of memories

i want to hold on to.

on the sunniest of days

my feet are lost

underneath a blanket

of sand sunkissed

by the passion of a

retreating sea

halfway past an afternoon.

on the sunniest days

it is me and you

finding glimpses of

sunsets in souls

that have always risen

but have never known

how to fall.

on the sunniest days

the darkest days

begin to fade away

and in their own way

those are the truest

moments of sunshine.

 

© Hudson Biko

Photograph: Lucas Silva Pinheiro Santos

sufferance

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i watched as he breathed in

maelstroms of impositions

into strained lungs and heavy hearts

that could no longer live in

deviance of everything they

knew they didn’t want to do.

but still did.

because resignation

was the only way they knew

how to keep breathing.

but sometimes i wonder

if that’s breathing at all.

if trading in the sanity

of our existence

for societal perceptions

of acceptance

really makes breathing easier.

or suffocates

us even more

within.

( faltering underneath

crippling expectations )

 

© Hudson Biko

Photograph: Mitchell Hollander