Dear Diary: Ink
What is a newly liberated, divorced woman from Arkansas in her early twenties dropped in the middle of Shreveport to do? Well, this particular one went hog wild. I met men. I met women. I was an equal opportunity lover. But in midst of all my hoeing around, I reconnected with a girl from my past. No not the one from my previous post. This girl I will lovingly refer to as Ink.
I had loose ends to tie up as I was divorcing so I found myself driving back and forth. Ink is a natural beauty. Her blue eyes only dampen the fire of her red hair. And her milky white skin always compliments her black attire. Ink was a student at the local college, and she frequently went to the overly Christian coffee shop in town. I'm not a coffee drinker, but I enjoy a good tea, and once I went to sit and navigate my feelings after a particularly bad meeting with the lawyer. Ink noticed me and offered to keep me company. As we were catching up I find out Ink is separating from her boyfriend. We both had a good chuckle about how we should just date each other and save some headaches. Up until that point, even though I was hoeing it up, I was scared to let my emotions get too involved. I was fearful she was really joking, hell, I was fearful she wasn't. But she looked me in the eyes and said the best thing ever uttered in human history, "Do you want to go see Ink Cemetery?"
You see, Ink Cemetery is haunted as fuck. And haunted as fuck is my kryptonite. I grabbed my bag, and off we went. We drove a good way to get there; we sang along to Fall out Boy and Good Charlotte. It was like all of the past days had drifted out of me and was replaced with a sense of freedom. When we parked, Ink leaned over and gave me a peck on the lips.
"I've always wanted to do that," she said.
We got out of the car and explored a little. The butterflies in my stomach told me I had stumbled unto something wonderful.
Until next time,
Dear Diary is an ongoing identity series by Raven Farmer. Raven currently lives in Benton, Louisiana and is striving to find the balance between paganism, queerness, motherhood, and wifehood.