You're not getting out. Not from this, anyways. The land doesn't allow shacks with stone foundations, or even dirt. No home. Just fines. Because it devalues the mansion besides it. You pay the price but do not own the land. It takes you whole, demands you give more and more slices of a pie that's … Continue reading For Free
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Earthbound
Tell me why I'm still standing here, head tilted back, mouth open wide, for rain to drown me on open land. I'm clinging for strads of atmosphere, but all it is is air. Tell me whether to stay or go when what I long to do is fly. But even if I were to reach … Continue reading Earthbound
I’m Freaking Tired
I'm tired. Don't tell me to be productive, don't tell me to be successful, don't even tell me I'm wasting my time. I know I am. But I'm freaking tired, so just hand me that remote, TV, Xbox, or otherwise, and let me rot here on this couch like every other loser in this country. … Continue reading I’m Freaking Tired
One Day I Won’t Be Tired
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
Unwanted Road Trip
Check one, sunrise. Head thump and eyes blur, because my walls stayed sleepless. Perhaps, because they weren't mine. Check two, morning. A purr, a groan, and press an engine past 200,000, because old is all we are. Check three, noon. Siestas are for the poor who have no time for them. And home is far … Continue reading Unwanted Road Trip
Author T.S. Lowe 