Inkwell Spotlight: Dear J.G.F.

It is not you who has wounded me.   You are not the trigger of the earthquakes that erupt from my body.   You are not the cause of my pupils dilating with horror.   You are not...

Denial

I smile because I bare no pain but I cry internally for those that do. I laugh endlessly because I lack any burden to prohibit my laughter. My life is nothing close to weary. If perfection existed, my...

The Bridge Between Reality and Fantasy

As the drawbridge lowered, I finally got a good look…at my virginity. I’ve never seen my virginity. We’ve never met in person, or maybe we had but I had no recollection. As the drawbridge lowered,...