Write As Rea

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

Unexpected dear companions like falling stars, however brief Gift awe and reverence Illuminating the lonely darkness of life For but a moment. Grazing hearts before they are gone into the horizon Skimming that curve of Earth before they disappear. We, too, shoot across the firmament Knowing not how we touch the lives of others Skipping …

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They’ve got axes to grind, but I’ve given up mine Those edges worn brittle Thinned and whittled down with anger Both sides Chipped and Damaged Swinging not caring who they cut. Isn’t it enough already? Double-bladed exchanges full of hate Each believing they know more of love. Whet stones shedding sparks Starting fires the rest …

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