Last night I was at a friends house, partying one final time before I go down to college. I didn’t get home till midnight. Everyone in my house was asleep. Silent. And I just went in my room, le… more →
Fresh Scribblesmlmlblog wrote 2 months ago: Getting up close with corals (and their symbionts) long enough to do research requires some SCUBA ti … more →
inkslinger91 wrote 5 months ago: Last night I was at a friends house, partying one final time before I go down to college. I didn … more →
inkslinger91 wrote 5 months ago: My room is a mess. Catastrophic, really. It usually is. But this is a different sort. Because I … more →
inkslinger91 wrote 7 months ago: (I’ve put a link to the original poem and the email version I discuss in the analysis. Please … more →
inkslinger91 wrote 8 months ago: Last night i was watching the Bachelor episode i had TiVo-ed. That’s when Matt came over. He s … more →
inkslinger91 wrote 8 months ago: Mirror, Mirrror, on the wall I wish to be fairest— Or prettiest, maybe loveliest; I’ll even settle f … more →
inkslinger91 wrote 10 months ago: Writing on mirrors Air hugs Silent laughter The smell of leather Popping packing bubbles Late nights … more →
inkslinger91 wrote 1 year ago: To all my readers out there, I have been writing. I promise! But I know I’ve left you in the d … more →
inkslinger91 wrote 1 year ago: I will no longer be sharing chapters of “Good Morning, Sunshine” on this blog. Though th … more →
inkslinger91 wrote 1 year ago: The pain can seem too much to bear. I cannot breathe, so I Surrender. Life has played a cold, cruel … more →
inkslinger91 wrote 1 year ago: Ice drips in the light of the new day– even the coldest is touched– and one can see the … more →
inkslinger91 wrote 1 year ago: By Monday I was smiling again; life seemed a bit brighter. Cadence seemed relieved my random-emotion … more →
inkslinger91 wrote 1 year ago: Life was tense for the next week. And Jason seemed to get that. Of course, it wasn’t hard to c … more →
inkslinger91 wrote 1 year ago: Collision; there are two sorts of it—one more popular than the other. There’s the violent, painful o … more →
inkslinger91 wrote 1 year ago: When Cadence came, I didn’t say anything other than thank you. And she seemed to get that I didn’t r … more →
inkslinger91 wrote 1 year ago: I feel alone; dear God, please help me. All the pain and strife, and fear. I need your arms, dear Go … more →