by Mary E. Lowd
He’s sitting alone
On a park bench reading
Poetry on his phone Continue reading “Flame Point Poet”
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The Caped Otter
by Mary E. Lowd
The most heroic rescue
—saving lives or saving paws
From getting wet—
Isn’t necessarily heaven sent Continue reading “The Caped Otter”
Years Pass
by Mary E. Lowd
She was so young, I say
Looking at a photograph of myself
And I am so old
But then you take a photograph
Of me now
More than the World
by Mary E. Lowd
The fool on the hill
Who they sing songs about
Won’t rejoin the world Continue reading “More than the World”
Language is Evolving
by Mary E. Lowd
When the sharp cuts stack up
Like wounds on top of scar tissue
You become
Held down by the weight of context Continue reading “Language is Evolving”
Legendary Boysenberry
Brain: let’s put a Taylor Swift song on loop!
Me: you mean get a song stuck in my head?
Brain: how about one where she rhymes with “legendary”! Continue reading “Legendary Boysenberry”
What the Eyes Covet and the Stomach Craves
by Mary E. Lowd
Originally published in Brunch at the All Alien Cafe, March 2024
Like a delicate crystal vase, the hard shell of Am-lei’s chrysalis cracked, spilling out the furled up, new-grown, riotously colorful wings inside. Still wet, the wings hung from her changed body, pulsing with life, heavy and dragging her down, out of the chrysalis that had held her, dormant, for the last month.
The month had passed like a dream. Am-lei remembered her body itching all over, and her mouth overflowing with gooey silk-spittle. She remembered climbing up the walls of her room and gluing her feet to the ceiling as her squishy, green caterpillar skin split down the middle, shedding like a winter coat on a hot day, revealing the hardened chrysalis that had developed underneath, her new outer shell, as the rest of her melted and mutated inside. Continue reading “What the Eyes Covet and the Stomach Craves”
Feral
by Mary E. Lowd
Sometimes I feel like a feral wolf…
But you know what a wolf is?
By definition
Feral Continue reading “Feral”
Uprooted
by Mary E. Lowd
Uprooted she reaches skyward
Reaching blindly
Guided by the feel of light
On leaves Continue reading “Uprooted”
Techno Babel
by Daniel Lowd & Mary E. Lowd
Originally published in Kaleidotrope, October 2017
We are alone now, all of us.
I still remember what it was like to communicate, to share thoughts and visions, to think together. But now, the Judgment Virus makes my mind fuzzier with each passing hour. Soon I shall lose the ability to communicate with myself, and my own thoughts shall be as lost to me as the silent strangers that were once my friends. Continue reading “Techno Babel”