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End Of The

World, Do You

Come Here Often?

Poetry. Music. Ritual. Rebellion.

Emma channels the forbidden feminine through art, myth, & rites of passage for women who belong to the wild.

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Everything is Beautiful and I Want To Die: 

The Poetry Book

Coming Winter 2026

Rites of Passage

Renaissance Mystery School

the outer temple of feral women remembering The Forbidden Feminine through monthly Goddess transmissions, Red String Co-working, and mythic mischief.

guaranteed to ruin you in the most holy way. online.

Full Woman In Person Initiations

a 4 day in person initiation for the too much woman. part ritual theater. part war camp. part mythic cabaret.

guaranteed to bring home the bones of every false god that ever tried to silence you.

“Emma’s voice helped me heal my own” -Amy S

“Emma is a mirror into the ways I’ve been hiding at the expense of my sanity and a gentle slayer of my insecurities. Get into her creative field and experience her energy any chance you get. You won’t regret it!” -Maryssa J

Upcoming Live Shows & In Person Offerings

A woman with short dark hair, tattoos on her arms, and wearing a red beret, white dress, patterned scarf, and jewelry, squatting beside a red and black motorcycle outdoors.

KINKY NOVA SUPERSTAR

The Gospel according to the woman who didn’t die #The10Commandments #TheNewCommandments #JesusLovesYou
how i show up in your dreams the next time you consider entertaining a spiritual fuckboy mediocre limpd!ck man who gaslights you into thinking your edges are just your “resistance to surrendering” #CultofFullWoman #MediocreMenAreALiabil
we came, we descended into The Underworld, we dethroned every false god, and we resurrected something more ancient, strange, and feral. this was not yo mama’s retreat. this was raiding heaven and conquering hell. this was returning to the filth
it’s the week of Full Woman 🐍🩸🫀 the heretics and resurrection girlies have been gathered. the ones who tried to be good and almost died from it. the ones who are not afraid to feel what has been taken from the feminine, from the planet, and
no one at the post office stopped me. which is weird, considering I just mailed 10 boxes labeled “serpent inspired headware” with lipstick stained kisses and smoke seeping out of the cracks. i did convert the USPS attendant tho. her nam
i sat on the pew and asked myself what parts of me had to die for them to call me a good woman? the answer was too many. #CultofFullWoman