I’ll Find Them Singing

I’ve seen my fair share of sadness And of happiness on the way I’ve heard the call of the silent Growing louder every day   It hits the walls and echoes Reverberating in my...

Inkwell Spotlight: ‘Believe’

If she believed in magic, she knew she’d be alright. She could smile in the face of swirling shadows that barred their sharp, rotting teeth. She could open her lips and murmur...

Inkwell Spotlight: ‘Ages’

    Down the empty path she walked — the trees kissing the top of her head, comforting her. Slowly, their leaves were dying; dropping the discolored remnants of life onto the ground. Some went from green...

Inkwell Spotlight: ‘Puppet’

You can’t just do that You can’t just say those things and not expect For emotional strings to get attached Or maybe that was your intent all along So that you could clasp on those...

Inkwell Spotlight: ‘Click’

They shoot the skinny girl first. She dips her head back, letting her golden hair ripple down her shoulders. A hand reaches above her head, delicate fingers pointing to the sun. Click. She brings her other...