Inselle : Writing

Lover

Lover

A Poem by Inselle


Concave flowerI have watched you through the gray So hollow in your quills You sway. Between silvered chills Could you..
Graduation

Graduation

A Story by Inselle


A weak moan escaped her, though her lips were still closed. Sarah stretched her long arms and arched her back in a full bodied yawn. Rolling her..
The Real Ones

The Real Ones

A Story by Inselle


Another one for a university course-- this time creative-nonfiction.
Licking the Juices

Licking the Juices

A Story by Inselle


This is one I wrote for a fiction class I took in university. Still needs work, but I am excited to share it.