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saudade

Last week, you showed up with the thunder on my doorstep. Your voice was so drenched with the rain that I almost didn't recognize the way you said my name. It hung in the air like an incomplete sentence, like something unfamiliar, like you were so lost from trying to find everything we left behind and piece it back together that you couldn't find me in your heart anymore. It was pouring and the power was out and I was so tired of watching the world fall apart from outside my windows that I let you back inside my arms and inside my senses, and your bones were shaking as you clung to me and told me how good it felt to come back home. There wa

Ms. Fox

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Ms. Fox

rummaging through the night; I find her buried in a handsome coat. the darkness softens her trash-strewn make up to lay bags under her eyes. I have always thought to chase a beauty like that; blow my hunting-horn like kisses as I saddle up. I would wear her around my arm and discuss the big-game and the beasts at bay with boys that brandish scorecards into the hundreds. but, she hid from the canines lapping her neck with a head buried in all fours. I skinned her like a poacher bearing my ivory smile for her to unfurl flushed and screaming like a new born baby. caught in my hooves the wrong way.
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Cadaver Hotel

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Cadaver Hotel

I live inside of your corpse. Stealing in through the incision between your ribcage and hipbone, I burrow myself inside of your embalmed organs and wrap my fingers around your bones, clutching until my knuckles turn the same kind of white. Though you are dead, your body sometimes quakes- spasms and sends a flash-pulse of postmortem waves over me. For quick sucks of air, I crawl up and out of your pretty mouth, careful not to hit your crooked teeth. To avoid dying inside of you- oh, how I long to- I have taken to gnawing on the insides of your cheeks and the sinewy parts of your atrophied muscles. Yesterday you beg

2.28.12

2.28.12

today, i deposited the contents of my stomach into an open, wanting porcelain mouth. i, a liquid solid am readily taken down its esophagus, into its belly where i decompose. my throat is a raw flesh-tube i use to sing off key and vomit. i have a fever. my temples are solar panels and my skull aluminum foil, trapping the heat inside. it's like i have cysts between my bones, calcium build-ups in my veins. i lost my legs along the way down into the abyss. but i don't mind. their muscles ached so terribly i'd often thought of self-amputating. still, i am left with 206 bones, and they all creak, and clamor, a

Verdigris

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Verdigris

The sun was red the day Slicker died. She watched him fall a hundred levels, to shatter against a fat, reinforced gas pipe, shards of him breaking across archways and supports and cables, plummeting into the foggy void below. His blud drenched a cluster of backup valves. It dripped from the nozzles, thick and syrupy. Slicker was unsticking the gears on the Bigtime, with such focus that he paid no attention to the approach of the Quickhand, making its minute-long journey around the Bigtime's face. He had clamped safety cables to the supports, but was careless. The Quickhand caught a support line, and dragged him off the gears, sending him plu
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Hello Now

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Hello Now

Hello. I don't know how to greet you I only know that I have always thought of you as something I could hold in my hands unnaturally as a fistful of minnows before they die puncture their own bones against me and secrete the abalone glaze of their eyes into a film on the dock Until now I have since kept you as a flighted likeness of my mind knowing too the cold of a multiplied sunset ending in frost and space between rivers the fragrance of a sweetly decomposing salmonberry, telling time for reddening chinook to end sweeping like a wind in the parts between birches or of it's stain that I would palm and carry thinking also

Hweol

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Hweol

Collectively they were dubbed "The Intoxi". Everyone thought it was just short for "intoxicated", as if some internationally organized internet conspiracy had caused them all to pour out into the streets on cue that day, drunk out of their minds. Hell, I thought I had missed out on something, and after seeing the news, even I popped open a bottle of Bud I had in the fridge and roamed the streets for a bit with everyone else. It seemed like the thing to do, and I didn't want to be left out when I'd clearly missed the memo. It had seemed meticulously planned at the time, especially with all those people in all those countries. As I walked the s

How To Say Goodbye

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How To Say Goodbye

Dear Unborn Child, Whom I Let Go; When I was thirteen and four months old, and you were thirteen years younger, I decided to let you go. You squirmed in opposition beneath my ribcage, up against my pelvis, and I licked my lips and tried to smile while I leaned my forehead on the cool glass of the car, hellbound. I remember sea weed insertion, dilation, cramps and bleeding. Orange smoothies from Dairy Queen that I threw up, and I hoped you were mingling in the remains of my summer day treat, so I could put this behind me. Pretend I was 'moving on'. I laid in the bathtub of a hotel room for six hours, trying to melt you away in scalding water

Romancing Cotton

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Romancing Cotton

Someone told me that the balled-up almost was growing inside her like a sapling, that soon the girl would be all swell and wet.  What she said was, "don't leave". Her ego was a white sheet caught on a branch, the type of fabric my mother treated with contempt. Frippery, beautiful but impractical: keeping it alive was like trying to catch a bubble with dry hands. The wind carried the sickly smell of opium and morning sickness, signals of a spring in which fingers like white spiders cradled the beginning of bloom. Hope seemed at once skin-near and star-far. What I offered her was not a marriage proposal, it was a murder o

The Beckett Colcannon

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The Beckett Colcannon

CIAN, bowler hat, medium gray trench coat, old-fashioned sunglasses, a cane. BEAG, bowler hat, light grey trench coat. SET: Front center, a rectangular table, around 8 feet long. To its right, as seen by the audience, an oven/stove. On the stove, a pot with steam coming from it, and on the floor to its right, a small garbage bin. To the table's left, a simple armless chair, facing the audience. On the table, one pound of ham, in one piece. The set is lit in medium light, and the remainder of the stage is left in darkness. Curtains rise. CIAN sits at the chair. He stares directly forward. Five seconds. CIAN: Ready, yes, they must be ready.
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Found on Newest, Vol. 19

Found on Newest, Vol. 19

One of the most polarizing things about the Newest page is that there's no filter, and that it's literally just deviations right as they're submitted. The bright side to browsing Newest is that you have the chance to run into a variety of good art of...well, anything and everything, really! So, here are some more great works that I've found while browsing Newest!
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UPDATE: This should be fixed now! If you run into any issues from here, please contact Customer Support :) Hi everyone! There's an issue with uploading files to the submit page and Sta.sh right now, our team is looking into it and we'll hopefully

Deviousness Award

A deviant for nine years, ikazon is a monumentally influential member of DeviantArt. A champion of DeviantArt’s literature community, he’s contributed his own writing and journal skins to the community since he first joined DeviantArt. In 2011, ikazon became a Community Volunteer, shining a light on undiscovered pieces in both the DeviantArt related and literature galleries. His dedication to the community quickly made him a beloved figure on DeviantArt. Soon after, in 2012, he was hired as a full-time staff member, where he ran multiple community projects, such as the 2014 and 2015 Valentine’s Day Exchange!

However, ikazon’s contributions to the community extended past his time as a community volunteer and a staff member. From contributing journal skins to the CalendarProject to leaving encouraging comments for his fellow community members, ikazon’s supporting presence has been felt all across DeviantArt.

We’re proud to name ikazon as the Deviousness Award recipient for March 2016!
Awarded Mar 2016

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Hi there! Thank you so much for this site. I love posting my artwork here and I would choose it over any other. I'm sure you and your team have been getting lots of questions about Eclipse. I like how the site is trying something new! On the other hand, I seem to be having difficulty editing my comments. I get a strange message saying "Please edit in new format" or something. When I try to edit it, it doesn't seem to cooperate. Instead, it wants me to rewrite the entire comment over again (I've learned that copy and paste saves lots of time just in case :lol: ) One other question I have is about group notifications. I'm the founder of a group on here and when I click the little letter in it to check if people want to join or submit artwork, it takes me to my main feed instead! :o Is there another way I can approve group invites and art submissions or is the team working on that at the moment? If you can help me out whenever the time is right for you, I'd appreciate it!
ikazon Writer

Hi there! I am not sure what's happening when you try to edit comments, you might want to contact Customer Service about that.

As for checking Group notifications, click on the bell icon at the top right to get to your Feedback page, then click on your name/icon at the top left of that page to see a dropdown menu featuring Groups you help run, like this:

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Select a Group from there and you'll see invites, submissions, and other notifications, and you can hover over each message to accept or reject them. I hope that helps! :)

SeekHimHobbyist Writer

Do you happen to know if the DA staff will ever add

a drag option to moving deviations and folders?

That's one of the big issues I have with my collections and folders. Many of my collections have hundreds of pics in them which I put in which I try to put in alphabetical order. With the new Eclipse it takes forever to move a single picture or a folder

ikazon Writer

It's coming in the near future, actually! :) We'll post an update when it's available to use!

SeekHimHobbyist Writer

There's also something else.

I'm not able to move objects that are in sub folders.

I sent a ticket but no one's responded. Do you know if others have the same problem?

ikazon Writer

What happens when you try to rearrange items in subfolders? Can you send me a screenshot of what the modal looks like when you run into issues?

Hey there.

You mentioned in an earlier conversation that Literature Thumbnails are being removed. Is there any particular reason why?