We're a collective of BIPOC creatives cultivating each other's skills and talents, creating works toward liberating from imperialism & capitalism (DM for discord invite if interested)
Underneath the moon's hue, lies a shambled pathway
Of olden train rails, rusted away in their prime
Melancholic nostalgia from a nomad's view.
Old passengers faded into sands of time.
Underneath the moon's hue, lies a shambled pathway
Of olden train rails, rusted away in their prime
Melancholic nostalgia from a nomad's view.
Old passengers faded into sands of time.