Welcome To Ink That Writing
Hello and welcome to my website. I’m a Writer with a what some would call creative writing style that gives a different view on things. If you have any ideas or adventures that you want written please let me know, but for right now check out some of my featured publications and more personal blog posts below.
Beauty Is Defined By Something You Create
About the Author
If I'm being truthful I was never proud to admit that I liked to write. I didn't really start to get into writing until this past year. It helped me find some kind of voice in my crazy life. I use writing to escape what others think and just to get a view of what i'm thinking. This page is fully anonymous. My email is available, but remember if you don't have something nice to say don't say it at all.
In The Mirror I see
There I stand in the empty room black all around me except for the signal light on me.
I hear the screech of something, not a human nor an animal, but meal moving on the floor.
Suddenly a mirror appears right in front of me,
I see a monster big tall and green, but it is looking directly at me.
But it is standing there peacefully watching the sunset being released free
In the mirror I see. Is it me?
I close my eyes and count to three, now I see a second mirror coming from in the dark.
In this mirror I see, a butterfly flying in the breeze
But it is flying in a frightening forest as if from a nightmare.
In the mirror I see, is it me?
The mirrors move closer
First a crawl
Now a skip
Then a sprint, the monster claws its way out of the first mirror dragging the sunset with it as it fades to darkness.
The butterfly is floating out of the mirror and the forest stretching with it
The two images now join to one, they twist and turn flapping and clawing.
Now what do I see?
It’s a person
No face
No gender
A human shape with no distinct features.
I see a face, now another and another the faces fade in and out one by one at a rapid speed.
Now people from nowhere start storming me,
Not me the monster… the human… the thing
It multiplies and divides repeatedly
Now each person has a monster half of light half darkness.
In the mirror now I see
Its us
Not just me or her or him but all of us.
I guess this is just how we are made to be.
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