Tre Andrew Reid

Joined May 2021

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I remember sleeping by that tree. You would carry me and whisper "I'll make you forgive me."
One night I dreamt of birds. I remember they were yellow and quick. I was sleeping on the ground. So they made me a nest of sticks.
By Tre Andrew Reid4 years ago in Poets
The Gift of Blue
I have been blessed with the gift of blue. Much like water, I am shapeless. I am a drop, I am a steady flow. I am your glass half full.
By Tre Andrew Reid4 years ago in Poets
And My Body Turned to Water
There’s something about the water that always draws me back. I don’t know if it’s the sound of the waves as they pour over the rocks along the shore. The back, the forth. The pull, the push. The way the breeze is always just a little bit cooler by the lake. It touches my skin and makes me forget for a moment about the smallness of this town.
By Tre Andrew Reid4 years ago in Horror
The Gift of Blue.
I have been blessed with the gift of blue. Much like water, I am shapeless. I am a drop, I am a steady flow. I am your glass half full.
By Tre Andrew Reid5 years ago in Poets