I think we’re always looking for it.

Because we think

that if we find it

we give ourselves

the chance

of finding ourselves.

Because we think

that if we find it

we can finally create

our own peace

from the pieces

that fell apart


But we cant really find it,

it finds us.

© Hudson Biko

Photograph: Chen YiChun

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found drowning in created connotations


that lived in the shadows

held by

perceived permutations

where nights

protected by cold sheets

gave way to even colder mornings

as i lay

waiting for meaning in moments

like these

never finding it in I

or the eyes

that stared back

maybe now i do


© Hudson Biko

Photograph: Pan Xiaozhen