Winds

Winds



ticks on the wind

air that stretches thin



pages carried across

lives forsaken by



worlds etching towards

hell, frozen and displaced



1/5/23 – Andy McRae

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Andy McRae

I have been writing poetry for the last 13 years. It all started as an assignment for a creative writing course. I never thought I would like writing, as I am dyslexic and language was always a struggle for me, but I fell in love with the art form in that class.

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