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Adonis Eden Staten is an multimedia artist and writer, which is a nice way of saying he is currently unemployed and searching for work. He is 20 years old, turning 21 this November. He was born and raised in New York City. He currently lives in the Bronx with his mother and grandmother. He is a Black trans man. His last job was on an assembly line packing boxes for a cocktail-of-the-month subscription box service. He usually writes poetry, and sometimes a personal essay when demanded of him. In his senior year of high school, he won an Scholastic Silver Key for personal writing as well as an Honorable Mention for poetry. In his first year of college, Adonis performed as a vocalist in a Black feminist music group called The Healing Collective – it remains one his proudest moments. He hopes to one day publish a book of poetry, learn how to garden, make more music and to finish school. His current interests include watching black and white movies with his mom, learning how to crochet with his grandma, making collages, and listening to the birds outside his window. You can find Adonis on Instagram @mercurysymbol.

Vampires Will Never Hurt You
The thing about falling in love
 
With the Vampire is you do die
 
You disappear from your life
 
Into that aristocratic red mouth forever
 
You’re already doing it wrong so
 
There’s nothing to forgive
 
You resurrect as an excess of need
 
You can wear stupid little outfits
 
What’s sillier than a cloak & pointy
teeth
Your new diet reveals complexes:
Sheep liver but only on Sundays
 
Fox intestines rabbit hearts
 
Or your parents even
 
The Vampire is impossible
That’s what makes them so sexy
 
The Vampire has no gender just a
 
mythology
HURRICANE SEASON
A CURSE
 
AN ACURSED SHARE/CURED
 
OR HAUNTED/ HOUSES ROTTED
 
OUT IN THE NAME WHITEWASHED
 
& COLLAPED/ SO PROUD/ ARE YOU
REMODELING THE KITCHEN WITH
 
A JACKHAMMER
 
AND A DREAM OF SINKING ARE YOU
 
READY/ SETTING THE CALCIFIED
 
DINNER TABLE
 
FOR DECADES
 
CHEAP RED & WHITE CHECKERED
 
TABLECLOTH ABSORBS THE RAINS
 
IN THE MIDWEST
 
ALL CROPS SET TO FAIL
 
GOD-SHAPED HOLE OF THE MISSISSIPPI –
 
FUTURE GREAT LAKE/ SLOW
 
MURDER
 
CRUISE THRU THE ELECTRIC
 
VIOLET
 
HUSK OF OUR GREATNESS
OUR WHEAT-STALKED CONTEMPT
 
YOUR RUSTED GIRDLE LOOKS SO SICK
DEAD IN ONE GLASS EYE/S ON
 
THE ROAD/ CHANGES DIRECTION
CYBERNETIC FUCKING FRENZY
MACRO VS. NECRO
 
OR WHAT HAVE YOU
 
NO PRIDE NOW
NO PRIVACY NOW
 
NO NATION NOW
 
YOU HAVE NO LEGIBLE BODY NOW
 
JUST A FACE FROZEN IN HORROR
 
SKIN PULLED BACK FROM ALWAYS
 
YELLOWING TEETH YOU HAVE NO
 
SAFEGUARDS NOW
 
ONLY POTENTIAL FOR RE-ENTRY
TAKE A MOMENT TO ADMIRE
THE ACIDIC LIGHT COMING
 
THROUGH
 
THE HOLES IN YOUR TORSO AND
 
FOREARMS SEE THEM
 
AND TAKE CARE,