Lucky Number Seven

  His lucky number was seven, for what boring reason, I don’t know. Seven always seemed like the common lucky number. You know, good old lucky number seven. It has a nice ring to it. My lucky number...

Grey

It’s the color of the sky where I first met you, That cloudy night  in the city with  string  lights.    It’s the color of the Arch I stood...

Inkwell Spotlight: Store Explorer

Coming to the front, I wondered why I was walking into the one place that I promised myself I’d never come to. The sliding doors whir as they split like the Red Seas. Odd looking folk started coming out,...

Mira, Vaquero

Mira, Vaquero El tierra está hablando Que tus manos no estan libre Con el camino que estás caminando   Mira, Vaquero No estás en un película Ni una obra en el teatro Que ves...

Inkwell Spotlight: Meaningful Miles

How about we do something today, You and me? Do me a favor— Just humor me. Come out and take a run with me. Let me show you how beautiful this sport can be.   Let me introduce you to the...

Cloudy Mirrors

cloudy mirrors are wiped down to erase two dry eyes sitting on a damp face dilating to the beat of my bass   warm hands move through the misty space wrapping around my torso and to...

Heart Beats Time

And so Time Marches on.   Here’s the thing About Time.     It has a Big ego.     It thinks It’s untouchable,     Unstoppable,        ...

Inkwell Spotlight: Grievances & Co.

All of my friends have new dead matter And I have an apt. with crumbs & staphylococcus aureus on the floor, cabinets stained by red subtle drops, dishes I foster / an apt. without table space to...