my heart
tends to
blur the
wrongs in
the things
i begin
to miss
– manicured
© Hudson Biko
Photograph: Eric Ward
Tag: Poetry
Belonging III
We slowly slipped
into the arms
of places and people
believing that they
could somehow
become home
;
When all we ever wanted,
was refuge
© Hudson Biko
Photograph by Jake Melara
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thoughts
Thoughts bleed
in silent rooms
as fragments
of memory
take aim
at half-past 10 a.m.
© Hudson Biko
Photograph: Sam Burriss
lost
they say that eyes
are windows
to people’s
souls
;
yours are blurred.
© Hudson Biko
Photograph by Emma Frances Logan
enclosed
after a while,
everything they called
loneliness
began to feel a whole
lot like
solitude
© Hudson Biko
Photograph by Raquel Santana
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