Ancestral Gossip
“Keep those you can be a kid with close,
and those who force you to be an adult, let be.” -Grandmother Birdie
Ancestral Gossip
“Keep those you can be a kid with close,
and those who force you to be an adult, let be.” -Grandmother Birdie
the blackest wings
held me
cradled in feather ink
crow’s
A Lokean Devotional Vignette
“I feel lost and displaced,” I confess to him in the privacy of night.
“You are not displaced with me.” Loki assures me quietly.
My chest warms, shoulders untense.
I relax into my belonging with him.
flowers
of fire
dance inside
me
spider’s
patterned web
around my heart
holding me
loved and kept
pinned
held
surrounding me
all corners
foundation
sound
conversing hearts
adopted from ashes
warming
by the light
of another’s flame
He wanted me
held close
and then released
back into the ordinary,
magic still with me.
How many necklaces do you need?
Just one
Good.
i went back to the
a-frame
supporting my heart
and trashed the rest
standing between me
and feeling myself
cleaning house
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