there is always home in the words.
— Biko (@pb_hb_) June 1, 2018
Tag: spilledink
black.
when the stars have fallen
from the moon,
and the tears have risen
from the earth,
and the night
has become the light,
there is a lighter life.
-there is strength in the weakness
© Hudson Biko
Photograph by Averie Woodard
waves
it was an afternoon. the time was half past two and the sun rolled down the ocean. kissing it slightly. its reflection caught across ripples that made their way across to shore. we spoke.
in between. few and far. there were these absolute moments of silence. we bowed. cups of tea. slowly brewed. sipping.
the tides were slow. the sand was warm. the leaves flew in an ease. the breeze was soft.
i think those were the best moments. when it felt as though the oceans were right there. next to me.
© Hudson Biko
pouring
there are nights
when darkness
shows us more
of who we are
than light
ever will
-spilling
© Hudson Biko
Photograph by Priscilla Du Preez
find
drink it in.
the sweetness
of the lemons.
the bitterness
of the honey.
the small
in the large.
© Hudson Biko
Photo by NOTAVANDAL
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