color to guide you all home
fragrant golds
spirit’s road
color to guide you all home
fragrant golds
spirit’s road
he cultivated me
beneath his dark
feathers
A Lokean Devotional Poem
my heart
lay tenderized
seared on all sides
the offering
between his monstrous canines
A Lokean Devotional Vignette
“Your depravity is gorgeous, Love.
Spend some my way?” Loki says,
as I straighten in my seat,
his fire running up my spine.
Caught beneath the trickster’s gaze.
my heart
gulps him in
swallowing deep
i hear a raven’s
voice echoing
croaking
and cannot see him
but know he’s playing with me
divine mimicry
A Lokean Devotional Vignette
“Smile for me, please,” Loki says.
He unknits my eyebrows
softens the corners of my mouth
relaxes my gaze
sparks curiosity in my brain.
smiling lightning
down my body
I won’t sleep
miss your love
My heart is lifted from its hanging room.
Offered up to Anubis,
hemorrhaging love and dead hopes.
Even the feather feels heavy.
He sees me. He knows me.
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