Inknagir
litrerary magazine
ISSN 1929-4499

And I will sprawl over your pages, I’ll hide away between the lines, in your words’ boiler or in the attic of the title, or in the outhouse of...

Bathroom. He’d already showered, and was now staring into the mirror. First—work, then off to see his wit-stealer. By the door, he bent down, his eyes red, fixed...

I don't have the excuse of youth
anymore to justify my lack of life
experience and real soul accomplish
ment like traveling to countries

I'll bring my mouth close to yours,
I'll cover you with my lips,
And my inquisitive tongue will search your entire body
in order to seek, find, and savor...

X is her nose sadly touching its reflection on the window pane when I looked at it from above standing behind her as rain drops bombarded our street

Clit-clit-clitoris mine,
my itty-bitty fidgeter,
my voiceless little stammerer,
my tongueless little twitterer,
my curly-haired baby bull,
my gluttonous little gullet,

That is why I am telling
you women are naturally open
with their feelings and men
are naturally closed with
their feelings it is
the physical attributes
that dictate...

Worthy reader, after solving the following brain-teaser, you can compare your answer with the author’s version of same (printed upside-down at the end). If yours matches hers, you win...