Tornado — Liv Ramirez

This transmission is preserved in the catacombs.Receive “Tornado” at Cult of Ashmore → Not many poems strike me like Liv Ramirez Tornado. Out of nowhere, she wrote of a secret part of my life—dragged it from an old, dusty desk drawer, a note I always hated.I know she speaks of a different Tornado than I.Still, the piece stirred memories I meant to bury. Liv wrote one of the most authentic poems I've ever read. Her work doesn’t chase the right words. Or the wrong ones. It is a ritual past—hers. And now, somehow, mine. Smiling–to conjure yours with mine. The story of my life. In one sentence. You can read the full text on her Substack. The signal carries further than this transmission.Continue through Transmissions → New writings, transmissions, Black Tapes, and other fragments surface through The Signal →. If something remained with you, leave an Offering †. Listen: Bandcamp — YouTube — Spotify Enter your email to receive the next transmission. This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit cicadacult.substack.com