I Know Ink

Mind-sex takes love… and closeness, I wrote, reminding him that my body had been poisoned with the land, left unsafe to touch.

His response slaughtered unease.

I can live in words
written out of you and me.
I want, but need not
your flesh to love you deeply
and true. I know ink, do you?

the wee notes…
– To read other installments, visit my Web Serials page. The tales are listed under Ink and Feels.
– I like many of the names you offered last week, Ash and Silvanus are favorites. However, I went with Hedgewitch’s suggestion, and left him nameless (for now).
– Written for Hedgewitch’s Friday 55. Linked to Poets United.

handwritten visual and the blackout poem bits
that went into the wee tale

67 thoughts on “I Know Ink

  1. Your words make me want to write love letters to my hubby…is that weird in this day of digital messaging? Something tangible in this throw away world XXX

    • Why don’t you write love letters to him? I write to my Piano Man–digitally and on paper. We write things to each other that make us giggle wickedly, that make us happy, that leave us saying that we hope our kids will never read our stuff after we die… or they, too, will die of shock. 😀

      Write love letters to Sir Patrick! You know he’ll love it. And so will you. 😉

  2. I am truly enjoying the way this is unfolding Magaly. The little touches of detail you work in make both of these correspondents come alive in their spiritual, incorporeal states; or are they both quite fleshly entities, merely able to tune into a rarefied communication unavailable to all who do not truly yearn? Every line of this really works–but I do especially like the prose lead-in, which tells a bit of story hitherto unrevealed, and then of course, the smashing response–you have me eagerly awaiting the next installment. Thanks for really illuminating the form, Magaly, and may you and your not-so-nameless other have a kickass weekend.

    • I’m delighting in the writing very much, so I’m thrilled you’re enjoying the reading. I’m particularly happy because your words answer my eternal question, when it comes to this super-short bits: Is the message getting across? And it seems that it is.

  3. Friday the 13th and there is not a single black cat in this piece. Who does a girl have to kiss around here to see a black cat??? (I mean the kind with fur, that yowls and eats fish skellies.)

    Happy Fri the 13th, Magaly!

  4. I am a deep romantic at heart so I LOVE all of this magic .. your words shine with such beauty and soul and evoke such feeling in me. yes, one can truly live in just the words, for they are powerful worlds that truly exist…. even more powerful than flesh. Love totally transcends the physical. love and ink…what more could one want! it is a life-force like no other!

    thanks for this feast
    Happy Oct 13, may you get up to many wicked things this night

  5. I like the idea of wanting but not needing! Again, Magaly, your words sizzle on the page. Love the photo accompaniments. Your entire post is a beautiful composition.

  6. I love what you are doing with this blog ( ~ poem ~ artwork ~ scintalating repartee ~) … and thus, usually save it for last, so as to savor the delightfully clever sensuality. The comments your work inspire are AMAZING. Kudos to you, Magaly, and keep it coming.

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