wordwork – Inky Dreams

What I’ve been writing: Julie and I like to go on walks

mirainky February 18, 2026 No Comments

Julie and I like to go on walks. There’s a small path behind my apartment building, a little stretch of forest smudged between two apartment complexes—mine and hers. She walks…

Tony & Virginia Slims

mirainky February 15, 2026 No Comments

Tony bought three pounds of various herbs and foliage (not meant for smoking) with the intention of smoking them while weening himself off of nicotine and his subsequent oral fixation…

My Reflection on Little Women, my final fall show with Beacon Players

mirainky November 19, 2025 No Comments

Little Women (the musical) has been the most disconnected I’ve felt from Beacon Players in a long time, and that disconnection feels strange because I still am, ultimately, incredibly proud…

Self-Comfort, Shame, and Capitalism: Love as an Impossible Ideal

mirainky June 28, 2025 No Comments

My painting, Held, depicts a series of women, painted in a muted blue. They hold each other, some passionately, some with sexual undertone. Some cradle, while the others remain detached.…

I Saw the TV Glow; Dysphoria, Capitalist Horror, and the Cave We’re Trapped In

mirainky May 30, 2025 No Comments

At the start of this year, I entered an endless period of unraveling. I’d had a great summer, on paper, and I was entering into Junior year, which was to…

Oliver

mirainky March 29, 2024 No Comments

Oliver was born in mid-January 2000, while his mother was infected with an episode of delirium. What prompted her episode was the first of the questions that were left unanswered…

“Person who writes”

mirainky March 26, 2023 No Comments

I never considered myself a writer, I didn’t even see myself as a ‘person who writes’ for my entire life, until nearly every other thing I had in my life…

What Should Have Been the Bubblegum Tinted Death of Oliver S.C. Eston

mirainky October 25, 2022 No Comments

Oliver S.C. Eston died in the disturbingly large bathtub of a rich, nameless man. He lived on the upper-east side of Manhattan, same as Oliver. This was a fun coincidence,…

Sinking

mirainky September 19, 2022 No Comments

Sophia Andino had no reason to feel so bad. She hadn’t done anything wrong, she had a good life, good friends, a good job, everything she ever wanted. Everything she…

A melting dancer, in a string of pearls

mirainky July 14, 2022 No Comments

I was born a sad blessing.Only vaguely wanted.My failure was expected,Their disappointment was inevitable.But they still put the world,Their world,On my shoulders. So I carried it.I pointed my toes,And skipped…

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