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for a friend


for a friend

The sky is captured in his eyes, clear and blue. The weather etched smile is honest. The slender face says sixty; it lies. It is that and half again. Knobby hands sun baked and brown peek out from ragged gloves. They seem part of the old split locust post where they are resting; one of the row of soldiers that keep watch on their field and its occupants. The smile broadens as I approach. I help stretch the wire. His archaic dialect fills the road with cows and snow and the yankees that his grandparents saw marching. The hours pass pulled by the mule he plowed with as a boy. He mentions his wife they'd been marri

how lilies weep


how lilies weep

obstacles are a kind of faith,  bleeding through intention as if through some amorphous skin, red silk, a bruised clock  covered in  veins and cloaked with skin, timed to burst. i am nothing if i am not a dream of yours, waking from the geometric light of my window into a shimmering cup, poured full of your words my hips dripping their tiny mechanisms, whirring impatiently my mouth made raw, swirling in incense, growing new teeth, finding ulcers to bleed through. i drip and cough and sleep and bleed and hope that i am strong enough for someone like you. i am taped and bandaged and covered up

a memory


a memory

I remembered the afternoon I called you, curled on my bed with someone's good book in my palm, nestled softly in the waning light and under my gently roaming fingers the baby moved – not to my hand-touch, but inside, an insistent flutter, not like the swiftly beating heart on the doctor's monitor, not like the slow appearance of a plus-sign on a drugstore test. I called you, my gently rolling daughter's mother's mother. I called you like the woman standing at my back while I held the kite string on a pushy spring day, the diagonal shape so far above us I could only feel the jerk of the cord around my fingers, holding us t




(you can't tell the birds and the snow apart in the sky: the grand church of dizzying space - ) and the trees are yellowed in cowardice, raking the sky to the ground and around and around. listen to your organs: the almost grand piano of the churches i'd never attend. and never mistake the courage of the sky for the cowardice of the ground. never frown, never frown. listen to your palms: the salty swing of the old snow burning up on silk and splendor. and visit the dying snow birds in their graves of the ground, and they drown and drown. (you can't tell the birds and the snow apart in the sky: a grand church of dizzying space w




  Ducky Short usually avoided using 'convenience' stores. The floors were always grimy, the lighting was too dim for his tired veiny eyes, and the cashiers never spoke more than five words of English. But the thing that irked him most was how every one of them put the Ho-Hos on the very bottom shelf, and every time he would have to find a way to maneuver his long body and old rusty joints into a crouch just so he could reach them.   He had been struck with a Ho-Ho craving as he was walking by, and since the only store nearby was a tiny convience store, he had no choice but to go in and claim his cakes. There was no contro

Detergent and Deterrence




Observe. This is how women walk away. In broken heels and secondhand jackets, cigarette smoke in their hair and no kiss goodbye. Do not mock. It is what it should be. A girl in a car, hanging a u-turn on a glistening, empty street. Her body is a road to be traveled. A shipwreck to be plundered. She does not know how she got here, and she does not care. And it does not matter. This is how women smile. Knowing, secretive, though her cheeks are sore. Though the wind is blowing right through her clothes. Though there is no good music on the radio, and no food in the refrigerator. This is just an impression. An idea of nir

I Guess We'll Live To See It


I Guess We'll Live To See It

You should start looking for a place we can make our last stand. The dawn is breaking: Every morning, a little less light, and the end is not as close as you think. Love is not enough, and wanting is not enough. The desert is coming. The sea is coming. God forbid they find us holding our thirst in both hands. Instead, instead; No, There is no rescue. You should start looking for a place we can make our last stand. Take my frenzy for resignation, put your boots on. I have a lantern. I have a little knife. We have so much still to survive. Open your hands and let the thirst out. Build. We will stand until t
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Time is flying in a way that I don't think I was really prepared for. While this year has certainly been jam-packed with experiences (some good, some bad), I think I've been so caught up in the day to day that it's been almost impossible to see the bigger picture that is this year. It's been a few months since I left LA now, which feels both too long ago and also exactly right given the timeline of events, but it's still strange to me that so much has happened in such a small window of time. Perspective is certainly everything, in a number of ways. What's very strange to think about is the fact that there's simultaneously so much year left and so little year left. I think compared to most years, this one feels like it's dragging on, but also it feels like it's flown by in ways that are hard to process or explain. Also November is in two months and I've felt very little inspiration to write in the wake of everything going on this year, so the mere thought of NaNoWriMo is

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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thanks a lot for the fav

Danke schön für den Favoriten !!:)

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skye1100New Deviant

thank you so much for the fave!💜

RikitzaProfessional Photographer

thanks !