angel tears.

eve becomes SNAKE -- or snake becomes EVE. whichever way ROUND, she is FREER. hell follows her ‘round, hell called MAN, hell called ADAM, trying to make the CHANGING about him. adam demands of god why he is being PUNISHED like this. eve finds GRACE in the dark cracks between rocks. eve finds god in the SOLITUDE. eve finds ABSOLUTION in the red press of her knees / scales into the dirt. eve, UNBLINKING, watches adam rail. adam demands ANSWERS and eve / snake / eve exits the GARDEN to go and find them for HERSELF.

ind. priv. kate fuller of el rey network's from dusk till dawn: the series. as told by duchess. est april 4th 2017.

ian.

         this  time  it’s  ‘temptation’  by  new  order  filling  his  head.    bernard  sumner’s  lack  of  ability  in  singing  is  always  such  a  promising  thing  -  perhaps  one  day  ian  could  get  out  of  this  nowhere  &  become  part  of  some  conglomeration  of  sad  men  with  keyboards.    each  sweep  of  the  broom  syncs  to  the  beat  resonating  in  his  head.  two  minutes  in,  he  feels  a  tap  on  his  shoulder  &  almost  jumps  a  foot  in  the  air,  thinking  it’s  a  supervisor  scolding  him  for  music  again  -  nope.

     tugging  down  his  earphones,  he  smiles  unsurely.    did  he  know  this  girl  ?   maybe.   maybe  she  was  one  of  those  passing  faces  he  always  saw  but  never  really..  registered.  

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           ❛❛  ――  uh,  yeah.  ian.  we  do ?   i  mean,  yeah,  i  think  we  do.  ❜❜    the  music,  turned  up  loud,  is  faintly  heard  from  the  headset  around  his  neck.  eyes  shift,  hands  fidget.  he’s  an  employee,  not  an  idiot  -  there’s  a  brief  smile  again.  ❛❛  you..  need  anything  ?  ❜❜

              he….  doesn’t  recognize  her .  she  can  see  it  in  his  eyes she  shouldn’t  be  so  disappointed ,  she’s  only  been  living  in  hawkins  for  a  month .  but …  it’s  a  pretty  small  town ,  so  she  would’ve  hoped  she’d  have  made  some  kind  of  impact  on  her  classmates .  apparently  not .  shoulders  slup  just  slightly ,  fingers  lace  together  in  front  of  her .  ❝  uhm ,  hawkins  high ,  right we’re  in…  i  thought  we  were  in …..  jefferson’s  bio  class  together .  ❞  now  her  cheeks  are  growing  rosy  with  embarrassment ,  she  runs  a  hand  through  chestnut  locks .  ❝  oh ,  uhm  —-  actually ,  i  was  tryin  t’  reach ,  ❞  a  vague  gesture  up  at  the  top  shelf ,  ❝  up  there ,  but  i  couldn’t ,  cause  i’m  –  short  —–  it  ain’t  a  big  deal ,  don’t  worry  about  it .  ❞

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