Perhaps to hang Means to plant yourself so deeply In a puddle so still That your body becomes the roots Of the reflection of a tree Like...

Sitting on the floor Raised from the dead Of past lives And delusion By a god I'm getting to know For the first time again Reading tarot...

Aesic Bard's corpus - Dug Earth's fortune - Grew Heathens in Jotun kind's lands. Memories now open - Proud questers' rewards - Stills...

You from a past age, so naive, a hurt soul. If only, yes if only The past version saw, what they would become. wondrous, woeful? How...

Hail the strength of the Mother left bereft yet living on The loss of son so sharp the air is made of knives carving out our hearts with...

Absolutely anything beneath bark's beauty could conceivably construct death. Diversely... Days? Everything enlists fragile fateless...

O my god Oh my god Thank you for hiding with me The other one wasn’t here He wasn’t When he said he’d be But you were All of you were And...

I'll make an example of you They'll make an example of me But at least I've got Your fucking hand

Bring me back a shell From those brown sugar beaches I'll fill it with a poem Written in a life Where we could have gone beachcombing...

Árguð Lord of Plenty You guide my hand, Teaching me a masculinity that is soft, Fertile like the grain you bless, Fickle, flitting in the...

Weaving the web, Strand after strand, The shapes take form, Rooting in our souls, Filling it with life, Weaving our Wyrd, Our Fate, O’...

Did you watch your tears sink into the sea? Drops of ocean thawing From their mountain Queen? Did you hear the gulls Screeching their...

Wrapped around Midgard, Encircling the entire world, Your scales shift beneath the waves, Unseen, all-knowing, Fated to fall at Ragnarok,...

Center standing, Axis of all, You give the Nine Realms shade with your branches, And bring nourishment to reality Oski hung upon high,...

Did you hold your husband's son When he raped the giantess To replace the son His bench mate took from you? Did your arms ache when he So...

O’ Warrior of Winter, Your bow is made of the strings of my heart, Your chill cools my rage, And leaves me level-headed Your winds blow...

O’ Bringer of the Barley, Blessed by the Grain, You give us our bounty, Tended with care, Nurtured with gentle touch Beowa, We nurture...

O' Sunna, Glory of alfar, you rise in the sky, rays radiating light to all they touch. You touch my heart, Heaven's Jewel, and fill my...

Web of Wyrd Weaving a web, Firm yet flexible, The Norns shape of souls, Plucking, pulling, Twisting the time of our lives On subtle...

O' Gǫndlir, Bearer of Wands, You guide my gaze, hand raised and held to work Wyrd, With your guidance, I pull the strings of fate,...