Don’t look like you thought too much about it.
But don’t look like you didn’t think about it enough.
Vanishing behind cloaks of superficiality.
© Hudson Biko
Don’t look like you thought too much about it.
But don’t look like you didn’t think about it enough.
Vanishing behind cloaks of superficiality.
© Hudson Biko
I knew you weren’t who I thought you were,
when you
asked me
to
ask you.
© Hudson Biko
Photograph: Brandi Redd
It’s almost as if
your mission
is based on
the reignition
of
faltering
emotions.
© Hudson Biko
He walked up to me
Begging for
sustenance
with
an insistence
matched by an
expectance
that I
could make his
existence
feel slightly more
existent.
–
When I couldn’t even make mine
© Hudson Biko
Photograph: Photo by Sarah Diniz Outeiro
They’re consumed by
a different type of hunger
;
The type of hunger
that can never truly
be filled.
© Hudson Biko