Inkwell Spotlight: ‘Higher Power’

I love the fall corridor. The fall corridor is a small pathway in the woods where the ground has been so matted down by human traffic, and where the trees have been cut down in a manner that they parallel one...

Inkwell Spotlight: ‘Pain’

On nights when the bite of darkness and the howl of wind are too great for sleep, There is a story which the old woman would tell to make the children wary of the night.   It started as a fairy...

Inkwell Spotlight: ‘Losing My Grip’

Fingers wrapped around A frail pole Lathered from end to end In grease It urges me to fall Yet my hands struggle To maintain their tenuous hold If I am to hold on any longer I feel as though...

Inkwell Spotlight: ‘Stormy Sea’

I feel I’ve known you for a million years We’ve had our laughs and our own share of tears But now I feel the time has come To leave all we made behind I think it’s about time to slip away I see the...

Inkwell Spotlight: ‘Peace of Mind’

In times of war, you will always find peace May it be blazing guns or endless hunger Light will eclipse the dark In a world where men destroy and women scream When children cannot find a bed to sleep In...

Inkwell Spotlight: ‘Shadows’

As the wheels turned slowly forward, the slim beam of moonlight twinkled against the spinning spokes. It shattered as it shone through and reflected in shadow across the asphalt street. The dark shapes flew...

A Note for You

Fairfield, see the Stag with cross of gold. Four years unravel quicker than sand, faster than trains, smoother than coffee before an 8 a.m. This campus will be your home. It waits for you...