Author: inkwell

A Memory from Autumn by Avery McIlquham

Crunch… Crunch… Crunch was the only sound I heard as I tramped through the woods. It was a quiet day, but that was okay, it left me time to think. Fall was the best time to go on a hike and this specific hike reminded […]

Time by Bridget McIlquham

Time by Bridget McIlquham

Always running, always rushing  Never enough, never enough  Always one thing, always another Always a task, always a reason  To be running, to be rushing Always a class, always an assignment Always studying, always working Always wanted, always needed But there’s never enough  Never enough […]

Contamindao by Amelia Pfund

Contamindao by Amelia Pfund

mi cuerpo está contaminado como los ríos y los bosques como las guerras y el aire mi cuerpo está contaminado mis brazos están contaminados quiero bañarme hasta todo a que mi piel  se enrojezca y tu contaminación no es  como la de las serpientes quiero […]

Dear God… Am I Doing This Right? – Jordyn Risse

Dear God… Am I Doing This Right? – Jordyn Risse

Come Lord Jesus, be our gue- wait, no that’s meal time… Now I lay me down to- is that too childish? Should I be past impersonal memorized prayers? I mean, I feel like everyone just talks now. I should be praying like everyone else… Heyyyy […]

A Review of Taylor Swift’s Reflective Narration in The Tortured Poets Department by Abigail Reed

A Review of Taylor Swift’s Reflective Narration in The Tortured Poets Department by Abigail Reed

It’s no wonder Taylor Swift’s The Tortured Poets Department resonates with a writer like me. For years, faithful Swifties have been acknowledging Taylor Swift as a poet. Lyrics from her two pandemic albums, Folklore and Evermore, captivated not just her usual audience but many sworn-never-to-become-Swifties, […]

The Literature of Life – Annika Doberenz

The Literature of Life – Annika Doberenz

I had not stood up for hours. My legs were squished, but I could not have cared less. My head was stuck in a book, and I was splendidly happy. I heard footsteps coming down the hallway, and poked my head out to see who […]

Oda a la fotografía by Annika Doberenz

Oda a la fotografía by Annika Doberenz

Las fotografias…………………………………………The Photographs Se cuelgan……………………………………………….Hang En las paredes,………………………………………..On the walls, Espectadores……………………………………………Silent Silentes……………………………………………………..Spectators Del teatro…………………………………………………Of the theatre De la vida………………………………………………….Of life. Ellas recuerden………………………………………..They remember El pasado,…………………………………………………The past, Aún cuando……………………………………………..Even when Las personas…………………………………………….The people En las fotografías…………………………………….In the photographs Los han olvidado…………………………………….Have forgotten. Ellas son……………………………………………………They are Las […]

When Do I Grow Up? – Jordyn Risse

When Do I Grow Up? – Jordyn Risse

“When you are young they assume you know nothing.” – Taylor Swift I know that 20 isn’t old. I know that most people perceive me as a teenager. I know that I probably won’t be viewed as a real adult until I’m closer to 30. […]

A Mindful Conversation – Autumn Seiwert

A Mindful Conversation – Autumn Seiwert

There I was, standing in a plush, grassy field on a scorching afternoon in the summer. Perspiration blanketed every square inch of my body and slowly trickled down my forehead, bringing the sunblock I had spread over my face into my eyes. I squeezed my […]

The Immortal Joys of Rediscovered Childhood by Heidi Riebau

The Immortal Joys of Rediscovered Childhood by Heidi Riebau

I had this notion when I was little that adults were boring and uninteresting. They never seemed to have any fun. In fact, they always seemed to take fun away. Bedtime is at 9:00. No splurging in the candy aisle. Shoes must be worn outdoors. […]