by Mary E. Lowd
When the storm clouds clear
And the sky behind them
Is blue
Like it always was
And part of you misses
The static and muffling
Of thick woolen clouds
Hiding away
The emptiness
The clear blue emptiness
An e-zine about spaceships, aliens, science, memory, motherhood, magic, and cats.
by Mary E. Lowd
When the storm clouds clear
And the sky behind them
Is blue
Like it always was
And part of you misses
The static and muffling
Of thick woolen clouds
Hiding away
The emptiness
The clear blue emptiness