we are destined
to burn
and that
turns us
to ash
scattered
on graves
© Hudson Biko
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Tag: micropoetry
sprout
stand in the wilderness.
look at all the trees.
see the leaves
return.
feel the familiar
be new
again.
© Hudson Biko
Photo by Meriç Dağlı
all this.
shed
pour everything out.
you don’t always
have
to drown.
in your own skin.
© Hudson Biko
Photograph by Sarah Diniz Outeiro
being.
the becoming is slow. and often. you will not feel the happening. happening to you. but it is there. in the sigh of the day. and the laughter of the night. brewing.
