Write As Rea

The happy intersection between what I want to write and what people want to read.

My heart is full of broken things

And broken things can’t fly

But like Icarus before wax-melted wings

with yearning upcast eyes

I must cast off my fear-bound strings

If I’m to touch the sky.

 

 

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