The Inkwell

It was a rainy day, the day that I met her.

The sun rose and began its languid trip around the sky. Its light stretched among the woods, finding hidden spaces, covering others in new…

“Has anyone ever gotten away from you?” Tobias asked.

The sun was warm in the little forest glen where I’d been living for the last year or so.

He moved slowly as she watched him.

There are days.

“I don’t understand.”

Night 1:

So, I’ve been going to the cabin since I can remember.

They laid there in the dark.

It was only supposed to be for a weekend.

“No, stop. I’m not going in there,” Melissa said.

“I think that might be the last of the coffee,” I said, setting my mug down on my desk.

She turned in bed and reached over to see if he was there. The bed was still warm where his body was.

We walked the same barren roads we’d been walking for years.

“Can you please play something other than country.”

The most powerful being in the universe walked down the small town sidewalk, past a bookstore and cafe, and entered a little studio that…

There are exactly two sights more beautiful than the final corner of a horse race where a dozen thoroughbreds come barreling by, and that…

The fog rolled in and the bridge nearly disappeared into the mist but the man kept walking.

I have found in my line of work that nothing can ever be too good.

He looked out over the cliff from their mountain home at the edge of existence.

In the back room, in an abandoned warehouse in the part of the city no one wanted to spend much time, there was a gathering of characters…

I came home after a long shift.

She felt many things. There were too many thoughts in her head that she had to write them down.

The first thing I heard was a machine-like whirring noise and then a hiss as the pod opened.

“I’m sorry, what am I supposed to call you again?” the Senator asked looking at his phone. The old man was hardly paying attention. The…