in the curve of the moon.
in the rush of the lights.
in the loudness of the silence.
there are nights
that carry poems.
© Hudson Biko
Photograph by Tom Sodoge
Category: PiecedWeekly
Deviating
i am here
on the sunniest days
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
Solitary
nightfall settles
into crevices
of blue
sky.
shadows
bleed. into
backdrops of
lightbulbs and
fleeting existence
- how many times do we stay when we don’t need to?
© Hudson Biko
Photograph by The How Photographer
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