Donah's Ink

Hello, my name is Donah and I am a storyteller, a writer, and inventor, and musician. Some of the stories are true or based loosely on something true, some are rants, mostly it’s just crap I make up and post now and then when I feel like it. I hope you enjoy reading it. I welcome and appreciate feedback of all kinds, especially the kind kind. 

  • After The Rain

    It was a beautiful sunny afternoon when a couple of friends and I went for a walk through the botanical gardens, which was lovely. Whenever I go to something like that, I take with me my little poetry notebook in case I get inspired. I don’t write the poem right then. I make notes that Read more

  • Twelves Beating as One

    Rain-slick streets pulsed blue green,A city holding its breath between plays,We were strangers threaded through jerseys,Voices braided into one rough chorus. I came for the free beer, but stayedWhen the room became a living thing,Elbows knocking ribs and laughterSpilling like a tipped-over pint. Then the interception!The roar tore through us, electric,And for a few seconds Read more

  • Thunder Ted

    Recently I was contacted by an old friend from my high school days. He was contacting me about our 50 year high school reunion. He was on the committee organizing it. I was so excited about it especially to be able to see my old friend. I was somewhat of a nerd in high school Read more

  • Oregon City Blues

    The Willamette, a youthful river, slick and deep,Reflecting neon signs that never sleep.Tonight, it holds the bar light’s fractured gleam,And pulls the current of a waking dream. Two old dudes riffing guitar and a harmonica wail,Notes twist like slipknot in a midnight gale.The bass drum thumps a heartbeat on the floor,While young and old lean Read more

  • The Kong Dong Pitch

    I gave this pitch to a producer for a film short I wrote. Tell me what you guys think. A sexually repressed woman, in order to confront her anxiety of sexual intimacy, is persuaded by her best friend to attend a pervert themed costume party, you know like in that movie Eyes Wide Shut.  She Read more

  • The Sci-Hy Channel

    It was a nice day out, so I took a break from my job at AlterGenTech Industries and went for a stroll on the beautiful grounds outside our building. We were working on a gene therapy to non-surgically enlarge women’s breasts. Suddenly a little dog the size of a rat started chasing me and barking Read more

  • Rusty Hinges

    The hospice door was a bruise of brown paintswollen in its frame. Inside, the air tastedof disinfectant and old dust shakenfrom an album spine. Thirty winters stacked like cordwood between us. Then his armsopened like parenthesesto hold my name. Donna.A noun dissolving glaciers. When the call came, gone, I reached,past pronouns, past the staticof unopened Read more