Ink well

Ink surrounds me all the time
On my bed sheets, recorded in rhyme
Quills ’ever scribbling in my head
Sometimes damnit I forget what they said.
Ink has settled into my fingerprints
But to keep the words I fear to rinse…

—Terri Guillemets

Ink to flesh

Ink to paper is thoughtful
Ink to flesh, hard-core.
If Shakespeare were a tattooist
We’d appreciate body art more.

—Terri Guillemets