• Hei, Skogkatter — 07aug26

    Grendel (left) and Grímnir (right), around 15 weeks.

    Oof, what a week. But first: kittens

    Grendel and Grímnir are growing fast. About every 5 days, Grendel is putting on about 1/4 lb., while Grímnir has started moving at a more modest rate of about 1/8 lb. every five or so days. That make Grendel nearly 5.75 lbs. and Grímnir at 5.20 lbs. Already, these are getting to be big kitties. My smallish ragdoll cat, Pixel, has always hovered around 9.5-10 lbs. (he’s lost weight due to an illness), is quickly going to have larger brothers from another mother at this rate. I wouldn’t put it past Grendel topping 10 lbs. by Halloween and Grímnir not far behind. The way that Grendel likes to eat, it might be sooner.

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  • casting runes — 07aug26

    wunjo
    you can find me
    under ash & dream
    áldu antlers all around
    sleeping stone spoken—
    dream harder, dream

    A rune poem, based on an Elder Futhark rune selected at random.

    Today’s rune is wunjo, which is translated as “joy” and has been interpreted in both the earthly sense as well as in spiritual ecstasy. It has been associated with healing (emotional, mental and interpersonal) and some sources connect the rune to luck, the act of making a wish, or applied will. Wunjo can also be the inspiration for creativity.

    Please visit my Elder Futhark pages at sceadugenga.com for additional interpretations of the runes based on multiple references and personal reflection.

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  • shards, v

    My undiscovered country no one seeks:

    that rat scramble for relevance ⸺
    what madness!

    follow scarlet & stacked stones,
    where mountain wind holds more



    or delve into her dark eyes

    ※ FIN ※

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  • shards, iv

    these steel cut shores
    carved in black sand
    whisper hush of tides
    and heavy of storms.

    'black rain comes.'
    more slight than whisper,
    more ragged than thorn.

    hand grasps of hand,
    lingers as wraiths
    for which are known.
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  • Dead Letter Office [fragment]

    I started this a while back for Jolene Rice’s story prompts and never got around to finishing it. This particular list included: a key that nobody else has, a bumper sticker offers excellent advice, a slow poke, and an oddities collector.

    This time, I was going to eschew my normal fantasy/noir/horror inclinations and lean fairly straight, non-genre storytelling. I do that on occasion. When I do, chances are there are still hints of some kinds of odd in the tale, but the world’s chocked full of odd kinds of tales.

    Anyway, it seemed a shame to let a not-terrible beginning to a story molder in a draft folder, so I decided to share it in the story’s unfinished state.

    All apologies offered in advance.

    Bonus points if you can figure out the inspiration which informs the tone of the planned story.


      There was a traffic jam on the kudzu-lined gravel road leading into Gideon. There were already at least three cars lined up behind whatever was obstructing the road around the canopy of vines hanging down from telephone wires and what-all the greenery could find for support to cling to.

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    1. casting runes — 05aug26

      ehwaz
      sitting statue still
      with sunken hollows
      after crows came for eyes—
      unmoving even still
      
      stepping over cooling ashes
      following night songs
      leaving the worn behind

      A poem prompted by a randomly selected Elder Futhark rune.

      Today’s rune is ehwaz, which has a core meaning of “horse”. A horse is often associated with journeys, travel and movement. By extension, it also implies symbiosis with another living creature or fylgja (guardian spirit), and the rune is associated with loyalty or trust. Any undertaken journey may be spatial, emotional or spiritual.

      Please visit my Elder Futhark pages at sceadugenga.com for additional interpretations of the runes based on multiple references and personal reflection.

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    2. shards, iii

      Like red hot iron, this is best swallowed whole:

      these obsidian blades
      of semicolon days
      where minutes languid
      drag, reeking of
      sour sweat & saudade

      scant souls slendering
      silent tombstones
      sighing under
      a sickle moon

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    3. Half-Penny Thoughts — 05aug26

      You are walking down a trail that you walk all of the time between this place and that place and you are quite fixated on minding your own business when a artery branches off from the trail that you could have sworn had not business being there, or that had failed to exist before (whichever came first).

      So you stop and have a Little Chat with yourself.

      “I don’t recall there being a Mysterious Trail leading away from this much Bigger Trail before in this particular spot, do you?” you ask the air.

      “I am quite certain there was not a Mysterious Trail leading off from this one. I would have noticed if there had been,” you reply.

      And, being the Observant Type of person that you are, you nod in agreement with yourself — surely you would have noticed a Mysterious Trail before now, had it existed.

      Also being the Adventuresome Sort (oh do be an Adventuresome Sort for today — you might like it), you decide to see where the Mysterious Trail takes you.

      The Mysterious Trail narrows and closes in on you until you are not quite sure if the Mysterious Trail still exists and you are just about ready to return to the Bigger Trail when you find yourself stepping into a Forest Clearing.

      In the center of the Forest Clearing is an Ancient Well — or it looks rather Ancient anyway, though you admit you’ve put off getting new glasses for longer than recommended and it might just be the Ancient Glasses and not the Well having that Ancient effect.

      “Well. That’s not at all what I would have expected,” you say to yourself.

      Before you can reply, a Something sitting at the Well responds instead.

      What is the Something at the potentially Ancient Well and what is their response that interrupts you from answering yourself?

      Tell me in the comments.

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    4. shards, ii

      Close your eyes reading this one; it will help.

      never will you ever find me
      never will i ever find you
      twin nightboats
      on the River Dream

      still: kohl eyes, seek—
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    5. shards, i

      In singsong:

      don't dare imagine
      don't dare dream
      don't dare be strange,
      dirty or obscene

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