This is my headmate Eight’s poem “you wanted eve, not me” from our third poetry collection Singing Molten Gold To The Morning. I’ll stick a widget for it below the performance. Enjoy.
-Allēna
Excellence and batshittery, done on purpose.
I’m Lazarus. I make art, music, poems, plays, and magic for the quiet, brilliant, broken ones. If this is you, welcome home. I adopt your kind.
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This is my headmate Eight’s poem “you wanted eve, not me” from our third poetry collection Singing Molten Gold To The Morning. I’ll stick a widget for it below the performance. Enjoy.
-Allēna
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