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: Itsy Bitsy

It’s trying. The color changes every time I look at it. Jet black, and tinged red. I don’t think it’s a black widow. It bit me three times before I found it Dangling off the sleeve of...

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: Who Are You Calling Old?

“Hey! Numbskull, yes you, a little more water if you please,” said a voice from behind me. “Shut up Lilly, you’ve got plenty for today. Now watch your tone or I’ll take away your fertilizer...

Inkwell Spotlight: Ink on the Brain

I got my first tattoo in Second Grade. Yes, It's permanent And made of ink. No needles were involved, though — Not even one stab of pain. It's not what you think. This tattoo is...

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...

Breadwinner

We live in a society of people who love to compete. Through sports teams, and social status, through job promotions and resume fillers, and even through what we look like and how others feel about us. Wanting...

Poetry Sends a Message

Is poetry enough to send a message, make a statement and cause change? Senior Meaghan Hamilton, Madeleine Tommins ‘18 and Madison Ortiz ‘20 believe so. As students enrolled in a Black Lives Matter course,...