Do Things At Your Own Time


I think that sometimes we forget

That we aren’t meant to be anywhere.

That our lives don’t have deadlines or regulations.

That at this very moment,

We are formulating and experiencing our own distinct journeys.

Journeys that aren’t regulated or paralleled by pre-conceived expectations

But by our own doing.

Exactly when we need to.

© Hudson Biko

Photograph by Quino Al

  • Picked and edited from an earlier essay I wrote and came across today. 💫❤️



It’s in the little things

Like long

naps and

letting words

find their own silence


© Hudson Biko

Photograph: Sherry Zhu

Lucidity II:

Sanity II

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Pulling apart layers of obscurity


Searching for semblances of sanity

© Hudson Biko

Photograph: Abi Lewis




You came through

dormant minds

that gave way

to realities


In the existence

of everything

we weren’t

And you stared

through beating hearts

that played out to spurts

of light

amongst eternities

of darkness

And I played out to

7.17 AM



© Hudson Biko

Photograph: Allef Vinicius

Letting Go

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Maybe we tell

ourselves we’re

letting go

So the fibres

on the ropes

burn a little less

And maybe sometimes

they do

But the scars stay



© Hudson Biko

Photograph by Stijn Swinnen

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