Closing time came and I found myself with just enough energy to be up to magic practice for the first time in over a week. Derrick went to sleep on the floor in Milly and Hal’s room (it was a bit larger than the little thing Gus and I shared), and Gus and I settled … Continue reading Raising a Hero–chapter 27
Come Softly, Now
Come here, softly now, because your heart and every tender feeling of your soul is breaking, and one careless step will shatter you. I know. I've been there too. I've caught my lover's personal whore legs spread on the screen-- the page, the phone, hidden from me and stealer of all his need for me. I've … Continue reading Come Softly, Now
I Want to Dream of Mermaids
I want to dream of being afraid of the deep end of the ocean, right off the cliff of the land I know. I want to dream of moving through waters with each move of my brow and neck, rather than by pecarious balance of feet. I want to dream of gasping for thin human … Continue reading I Want to Dream of Mermaids
Raising a Hero–chapter 26
Turns out, Derrick was one of those few commoners who had a large magic capacity. Most who were lucky enough to have magic were like Hal, with just enough to do simple spells. The few who had even more magical capacity than Derrick were recruited by the various magical academies and often worked for the … Continue reading Raising a Hero–chapter 26
I don’t like letting go of Money
I don't like letting go of money. I know, I know, I'll pay, because I want it. But, just for a moment, remember I'm handsie and don't like letting go of money. Yes, yes, I know you need it as well. You did the job, you did what I want, now here it is, but … Continue reading I don’t like letting go of Money
Raising a Hero–chapter 25
It was a good thing that chase had happened so early in the morning, for the heatwave hadn’t finished with us. By the time Hal and Derrick had returned, not only had I started my period (which always made me ten times more tired than I usually would be), but I had the weight of … Continue reading Raising a Hero–chapter 25
Breathe
Come here. Sit at the foot of my bed. The walls are strong, and it's quiet here. You can breathe. Because, I hear, that you hardly get enough air these days, and your poor chest is breaking for breath. So just come here a moment, sit at the foot of my bed, and breathe. Breathe. … Continue reading Breathe
A Night for Forgetting
It's raining on the eaves, and I'm watching a charming Anime. And should I care to peek next door, a little son with hands about a teddy snores. I've always wanted a cat. And he purrs whenever I squeal and hug him, because he's soft, and Anime is fun. My bed--so soft! This memory foam … Continue reading A Night for Forgetting
Raising a Hero–chapter 24
That evening, I went into my room to grab my nightgown and check on Derrick to find a huge, shirtless, bandaged stranger sitting where I had left him. It took me several blinks and the man’s awkward shifting for it to click. “Wow, so you do have a face underneath all that fur?” He gave … Continue reading Raising a Hero–chapter 24
Syrian Toddler Drowns
He had little shoes. Trying to get to a life with food. While my own watches Megamind, swathed in soft cloth. He had little hands. Following with or without Mommy. While my own squeals every time I kiss him too long. He had little legs. Swallowed up in an ocean, and found too late. While … Continue reading Syrian Toddler Drowns
Author T.S. Lowe 