by Mary E. Lowd
A rainbow flies
Higher & higher
‘Til it breaks free
Of the sky Continue reading “A Rainbow Invades a Space Station”
An e-zine about spaceships, aliens, science, memory, motherhood, magic, and cats.
by Mary E. Lowd
A rainbow flies
Higher & higher
‘Til it breaks free
Of the sky Continue reading “A Rainbow Invades a Space Station”
by Mary E. Lowd
To a butterfly, a spider is
A conniving devil
Spinning demonic webs
Of evil, fatal strands Continue reading “The Spider and the Butterfly”
by Mary E. Lowd
She is more of a garden
Than a garden
—her flowers more colorful
Her blooms more everlasting— Continue reading “The Stained Glass Cat”
by Mary E. Lowd
Oh, to be a mer-otter
Splashing in the sun-sparkled
Water Continue reading “Mer-Otter”
by Mary E. Lowd
The spirals in the distance
Reflect the spirals we build
Around us
Reaching out through mimicry Continue reading “Around Us”
by Mary E. Lowd
A Deep Sky Anchor Original
The sky was a the kind of empty blue that foretells a sunny, uneventful day, as untouched by actual weather as a day can be. Alivia couldn’t stand it. She wanted to frolic in mud puddles, dancing under the droplets of a gusting storm. She wanted to prance and twirl on her cloven hooves, shake raindrops from her snowy mane like a waterfall, and spear the thorn-sharp tip of her horn into as many individual drops of water as she could. She wanted to play rainy day games.
Alivia was a unicorn who loved the rain. Continue reading “The Muddy Unicorn”
by Mary E. Lowd
The best poem about capybaras
Has already been written
But I can write another one Continue reading “A Less Good Poem About Capybaras”
by Mary E. Lowd
The otter inventor & their invention…
A machine involving fish
Clearly, that’s the intention Continue reading “The Enigmatic Fish Machine”
by Mary E. Lowd
I don’t want cathedrals
Empty halls for praying
To angels
Who may or may not exist
(They don’t) Continue reading “Science & Imagination”
by Mary E. Lowd
Watching the moon swirl
Up above the skyline
The whole sky is full
Of melting moonbeams
That make an otter think of flying Continue reading “The Melted Moon”