To read the past parts of “Pirate Hunters,” check out Volume 2, Issues 2, 3, and 5 in the Inkwell Literary Magazine’s online archive. A few days (more than I care to
To read the first part of “In the Dark,” check out Volume 2, Issues 5 in the Inkwell Literary Magazine’s online archive. “We have to do something,” Ellis said for the thousandth
“Who’s ready for more wings?” Chance punched two fists into the air. A round of cheers went up, the guys ready to celebrate that their team had won. “No, Chance. I’m
“Sara is so nice. I just love that about her.” “I like Lauren because she’s sweet.” “I’ve never heard Chloe say a mean thing to anyone.” I sat in the middle
It’s funny how often we as humans enclose God within a little capsule of impossibility. Even without knowing it, we are constantly making assumptions about God. We look at a person, situation,
I took a drive the night 2020 ended. I had taken several drives before this. When the world went quiet--or at least quarantined, since many of us did not go gentle into that
This is the worst of times. I, a single dog in possession Of a particularly dirty tennis ball, Am in want of you. I wanted to play yesterday, And the larks, bravely singing,
I made some assumptions about you From the first time we met. Most of them turned out to be true, But I have more to find out yet. From the first time we
He didn’t know where he could go He just stood alone on the shore. The boat was swamped and the oar was lost The fog made his vision poor. Stuck in the
“Erik, dae ye ken the wind Roving o’er Swaeden? Wha’s the cloud, the billow’d smoke Wi’ danger heavy-laden?” Erik didna ken the wind; He didna ken the smoke. An’ nae