fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘the theatrics of a sick girl.’

This line, this FREAKING LINE, hits me so hard every time. Walls have ears and the workers heard him. Because the workers have literally become a part of Hadestown, and nothing else. Your place on the assembly line/replaces all your memories. The wall and the workers that build it have become one and the same. They are Hadestown and Hadestown is them. Show them a crack and they’ll tear down the wall/lend them an ear and the kingdom will fall.

last night we let the lime jarritos talk………

1. gay or weird relation towards gender

2. affinity for the grotesque

3. a fetish of some sort