For Akatosh. Considering Starting A Skyrim Gods Series Of These

For Akatosh. Considering starting a Skyrim Gods series of these

I got to be part of something!

Literary Forest Magazine, a magazine with only two issues thus far and is entirely based on the internet has allowed me to be a part of it. It is a collection of poetry from those that are up-and-coming. They found mine here, on this Tumblr, and asked me what felt like ages ago. It’s a perfect birthday present, and where I can’t remember the name of the exact blog that asked me, I will thank Abbie Hart, Editor in Chief, since I’m pretty sure it is only owned and operated by one person. Thank you so much for the opportunity.  Link to the Magazine, Issue #2 (It’s almost all digital): https://literaryforestmagazineonline.wordpress.com/issue-two/

Sunshine

Smiling like the sun My teeth hurt from the Sweets craved, desired, wanted

Dough and soup To keep me kind and warm Lovely and nice

I am not made Of sugar and spice But odd bitter flavors

Like the aftertaste of an orange Lemons in a meringue Sugar rotting in your mouth

When do you wake up Afternoon sun on your sheets Deciding you’ve had enough

Enough of misery Enough of shame Enough of fear

I found my breaking point A couple days ago The beckoning of fall spurring me on

Onward and outward, Into that post-summer sun

For the Raven Queen, or our fair lady Morrigan 

A design for the enchanted tattoo “Eldritch Maul.”  It went through a couple phases, but I’m really happy with this end result I picked. If you guys want a specific sigil or design, let me know! I'll do 'em for free 

Sick

I feel sick Sick as I’ve ever been

A sickness that is both In the bottom of my stomach

Under my ribs Stuck in my throat

Like butterflies Crawling out of my abyss

Tickling my teeth Crushed into nothing

My head hurts I swallow acid

Venom and sweetness A snake in the grass

I throw up caterpillars Stories waiting to happen

Discover me Unearth me

Free me from the sickness Bring me into health