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Woods is a White transmasc person with a buzzcut and a gray beanie sitting crosslegged on a light mahogany-ish hardwood floor. Their back rests on white wainscot paneling. They are holding a lilac lined journal. There is a black Jansport backpack to the left of them. It is open with a shoebox-sized plastic bin filled with tarot decks - like the Citadel tarot deck - and mason jars filled with sea glass and pebbles peaking out. Lying face up on the floor in front of the backpack is the Seeds of Wisdom from the Divine Feminine Tarot Deck, underneath which Lecoq’s The Moving Body is sandwiched between a yellow journal and a white journal. To their right is an unopened black journal. They are wearing loose, black linen overalls and a black tank top with white stitching outlining the straps. Draped halfway down their arms is a black and white plaid button-up shirt. They are wearing Cruel Ruby colored lipstick.

SPIRITS

alright we’ll see what we can get in on the battery here - this one’s called Spirits

you fill me up,

got me overflowing

don’t need any spirits

but yours to get me going

baby if you’re a river

i wanna ride it

if you’re the rocks

that block the way

i wanna climb them

you’re the climb, mmm

so i’ll give you your flowers

cause i know you’ll give 

me mine, mmm

i’ll take you baby

but i’ll take my time too

and i’ll receive when

it’s my time to - 

when you take charge, 

we both come out on top

a mountain is just a bunch

of rocks

inertia rolls until it stops

i just know you’ll hold my

heart so it never drops

that’s why it beats for 

you - 

the music comes 

through me

but comes from you -

what else is new? 

oh clutch your pearls

and say your prayers

but i will not come up

for air

until i scale the heights 

and dive the depths

(will i ever breathe 

again?)

you’re like the

universe, nothing

less than complex

so pour into me,

i’ll keep you going

i’ll pour into you - 

make sure you know

that our sparks

dance like flames

in divine and holy

ways

yin & yang

both within &

without

when they said

we’d go to hell

this can’t be

what they talked

about

the holy is

the broken

hallelujah -

i don’t feel

broken

at all

when

i’m with ya - 

more like

a cathedral

made of 

stained glass,

no more going

to confession

in the back - 

i’m only on 

my knees

for you 

what’s more holy

than kneeling

before you?

what’s more divine?

they try and take

our lives - 

hell, i almost

took my own

about 

1,000 times -

but my heart

kept beating

for this rhythm

and i’ve 

alchemized

through rhyme

out of all the

lifetimes,

i’m in yours

and you’re

in mine 

we’ll fight to 

keep us safe

and celebrate

this imperfect,

fractal fate 

and when 

i’ll kiss

your face, 

i’ll see the

pearly gates

people talk

about,

and i’ll know

what i’ve 

always known -

that heaven

is a place 

on earth

and together 

we’ll build

new worlds

they say

girls just

wanna have

fun

but we were

never girls - 

even though

we each tried

so hard to 

be one 

we will 

have fun - 

dancing at

the foot

of the tower, 

knowing

eden’s 

ours -

all of ours -

and in eden

we wear masks

because there 

we’ve not 

forgotten

the harms of 

the past

that turned

faces like ours

into traces

erased by powers

that be

and the mass

consumption 

of apples 

by mass 

produced

apple trees 

will start 

burning down

burning

isn’t always

destruction,

sometimes

it cultivates

life

but if you

don’t destruct

the ableism at 

the center of 

your strife

they will

destruct you

so come join us

in eden

come join us

in hell

because we

all live here

in immanence

where it’s safe

to kneel at 

the well

laughs I hope that recorded, oh please baby Jesus, please baby Jesus, it did! oh yeah chuckles