Reid@YWP

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  • The Rain of Ruddy Gold

    Rain was sparkling, shimmering all around Grayson.  He’d left his earbuds, his phone, resting atop the worn cushions of his favorite writing loveseat, where he’d always curl up his legs and hug his leather-bound notebook to his ches

  • i am a poet

    i see things that no human ever should:

    the intricate coding of life

    an emotion held by the gaze of one person to another

    a tear falling silently that helps grow a daffodil.

    i am a poet

  • Enough

    We'll march with cardboard signs

    rainbow letters pretend

    that we're happier than we are 

    because we understand

    the depth of this hole we've dug ourselves

    into

    the fire we've fed