Inkwell Spotlight: Growing Up

sickly green and sticky red white lights and creaking stairs growing up and going down responsibility drowning and heart mending knowledge of an impossible acts fiercely   days pass...

Recklessness

Can’t you dream of impossible things? meet me in the middle of the darkest room: expand my mind              lift my heart kiss my knuckles               crush my...

Blending

By blending the lines between illusion and reality, I realize the only guarantee is that manipulation will be a dying art form as others lost the gift of sight in the eye of the storm.   I...

Inkwell Spotlight: A Beautiful Change

I walk down a narrow path filled with a dark sense when I hear the babbling brook laugh but it's choking and tense. I feel sharp eyes on my back that make me spin around to see all that I...