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cantos de aje

by PrieSTusSSY

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egg cósmico 02:45
3 03:57
secrets 02:13
inundación 02:39
sirena 02:08


/// cantos de àjẹ́ ///


black sails fly the ship breathing out fire in the cooling coos of the river. one uglied storied bird, neck coral, is chewing images to digest into words.

sense cents count too many unnamed.

you are the rebirth vulture spirit cleaned a path for. the one who will free our bellies up from silent rage. we dreamed and fed on the spark of rebellions. tres ojos wept our bitter tonics for desires unexpressed.

we now enter the depths of the caves _ again _ to pick up our power and reemerge with gold dripping from ori. oh daughter, water is born from your well.

awó, compartimos otra vez.

let them drink light.

at the source of all knowing, with the ever pregnant unknown.


dam all the fish that can swim to you. dam all the fish gracing the depths of larynx cervix. mouth. asses. los muertos say i carry the stories, but I’m not meant to stay with them down en la cueva. the other side isn’t a side at all.

memory is a house. monte y rio.

mami is a cuervo.

she stores painful jewels in her bellies. lifetimes spent between endings and beginnings. las mujeres feliz lloran rios de melaza. between salt and sand. entre las manos que limpian el cuerpo sagrado. estamos aprendiendo el nombre que llevamos.

mami cuervo offers up a gem. a gift for working in the dark.


flooded. an unflinching break that isn’t a hault.
but a haul. ing.
the one who is tasked with remembering.
feeling. alchemizing.

gushing cracks. tasked to work the craft of creation.

hands brilliant with new suns.

mouth swelling with lavandula menstrum. roaring. y the cave enterings. diary entries.
dysenteries, lest we let the world know without fear. be it a witness.

you placed us right here. to soak it up. where could we go if not here on this island of our making.
dumb. no tale this park doesn’t close.


bring your gold. pick up your power.


released June 18, 2018

Written + Produced + Edited by Star Catherine Feliz
Recorded at ACRE Residency (Steuben, WI), and my bedroom (Harlem, NYC)


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PrieSTusSSY Los Angeles, California

Under the moniker of PrieSTusSSY, artist & medicine person Star Feliz writes of earth & galactic storylines through intimate narratives of transformation. cantos de àjẹ́ keeps Taino and Yoruba creation stories alive with visceral tones that transmit visions of caves, wombs, serpents, vultures, elemental spirits, and dark matter. ... more

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