One day I'll wake up. In a time when I figure out the perfect blend of drugs, the perfect ritual, the perfect layout of blankets, softness, pose, pillows, position of stars I'll wake up when I mean to and not fall back asleep, and the rest of the day will be open without trace or … Continue reading One Day I Won’t Be Tired
Sometimes I like to pretend my cat has feelings for me. Maybe it's because my cranium spouts mucous like the blowhole of a whale, and that, for some reason makes me yearn for feline affection. But colds aren't so bad. At least it isn't getting close and personal to the way God designed your innards … Continue reading Cats and Colds
If He came down to me I would happily call him Lord, my God, because of love, not because of any made up idea of religious fervor. How can I not call Lord the One who made it worth it to suffer as I do? The one who made it so I'm meant for something … Continue reading To Worship
Here's another story that didn't quite make it to fruition. I thought it would be interesting to write a story about a superhero who saves lives by possessing others. Body Thief By LoweFantasy Prologue I had no interest in living somebody else’s life. I wasn’t the kind of girl who was … Continue reading Body Theif
Author T.S. Lowe 