by Mary E. Lowd
They don’t hear you
Until you scream Continue reading “There Is No Right Way”
An e-zine about spaceships, aliens, science, memory, motherhood, magic, and cats.
by Mary E. Lowd
It is a heartbreaking thing
To be able to see utopia
—as if through a haze Continue reading “If Only”
by Mary E. Lowd
We could live in a utopia
If everyone would ask for it
Every minute
Of every day Continue reading “The Power of Choice”
We were in your back yard, eating a nice dinner at your picnic table. I think there was corn on the cob. It was sunny, because it’s California and the light was filtering down through leaves or a shade. You were all there, but Andrew is the one I’m addressing right now.
You tried to tell a joke about being on an airplane with Christy and being told that personal items could be held on your lap. It wasn’t a good joke. No one laughed. Actually, it was quite uncomfortable. Although, you grinned. The punchline was that Christy was your personal item. Continue reading “An Open Letter to My Brother-in-Law Andrew, His Wife, and Parents”
I’m handling this week by rewatching Everwood for the first time since it broke my heart by getting cancelled and the boxes of pinecones failed to save it. No other show being cancelled has broken my heart in quite that way.
So far, I’ve realized that Delia is almost certainly why I wear baseball caps, and I’ve rediscovered the line, “you’re talking faster than my brain can process language.” I can’t believe I’d forgotten that moment. I love it so much.
by Mary E. Lowd
At the moment of enlightenment
All ideas blend
Different notions, disparate thoughts
Interconnect Continue reading “The Fusion of Giraffe and Moth”
by Mary E. Lowd
Spectacular, as the light
Shines through her
Wings so bright Continue reading “Giraffe Moth”
by Mary E. Lowd
Wispy wings of wanton ambition
This crab feels no contrition
She’ll rise above others Continue reading “Crab Wings”
I finished the Tri-Galactic Trek story I was working on last night! So, that means I can release COLLIE COMMANDER next month, but it also means I have to decide what I’m working on next…
I have several projects already underway that I could go back to, but I might want to do NaNoWriMo, which would mean sticking to shorter projects for the next two weeks. And I do have a lot of short stories I could be working on… Continue reading “Between Projects”