Inkwell Spotlight: Maybe

Maybe God gave me purpose, maybe he caused this pain Am I wrong for being angry? everytime I move forward– something knocks me down again, life is a journey, no one said it would be...

Inkwell Spotlight: Emma’s Phone

The phone of Emma, where art thou? I had only seen thee once, or thrice, yet I cannot recall. It mustn't be far, nor can it be close, for it may well be a mere dream. I had heard of its locale last with the...

Travels on a Foreign Road

Miles down a gravel path I'm quietly counting the seconds Lounging one arm on the steering wheel Aiming for home, yet Nothing seems tangible On the...

Inkwell Spotlight: December

I stand at winter’s edge and plead for sun; New England days of wintry light conceal what warmth was present—now just slim to none. The clouds do swell and all the lakes congeal, cadet blue-sky that...

Anonymous

Her brief history Mistress of Herself Toward the company of others Her lovely bones Captivated by you In cold blood Troublemaker A death Of Fool...

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...

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...

Inkwell Spotlight: Lost

Footsteps down overgrown paths crunching like crumpled paper. My hands ran across aging bark, microscopic splinters nestling under calloused skin. Cold, damp air pressed against a body wracked with pain and...