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[azzayofchaos]

A Bit About this Blog

Hello! Azzay (or Karma) here.

I post a lot of OC content, other original art, a lot of Hermitcraft + as well!

I love talking to people so holler if your feeling friendly or have any questions about my art!

Also! Commissions are not “officially” open but you can Always ask!!! I may say yes, I may say no. I’m going to try and pin a detail sheet about it sometime soon!

My Persona! (Pictured bottom right!)

My Den of Art

Sona/mc sona time! This is Karma (she/it/they). she’s some sort of construct. Despite all the skulky stuff the Nether is her home realm! (It

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“horror angel” is an original world that I will be posting more about!

[azzayofchaos]

The Vernal Season Comes First

in my body, 

creeping in and sudden as 

a day that’s warmer than the last. 

There’s still snow on the ground, receding, curling in,

and the soil is patient beneath, 

I’m here, it reassures, you’ll notice me again.

And it’s the light I think, that tips me off

–before conscious thought and the learned order of passing time.

Gilded light that slants through morning windows,

not like last week.

Spring; it sits in the hollow arch of my ribs, 

heavy and dormant.

Below the sternum, above the gut, like

a bulb buried deep and rootless,

Beginning to sprout. 

There is a shivering current up my spine; 

the light touch of cold fingertips between my shoulder blades

brushing away stale cobwebs

and kissing carefully, the bare nape of my neck.

It comes with the chittering of birds 

that leave my ears buzzing—

Hello? Nice to hear you again, it’s been a while.

—and when I breathe in, 

it creeps down my throat and fills my lungs

and wakes up the hibernating things:

Memories that might be mine,

gathering as clouds, and 

caught without lyrics on the radio. 

They’re restless. 

I feel the same.

Sluggish and trembling with anticipation;

They're hungry, 

for sunlight and rain and growing.