(By Eve Hinson, originally written in a journal probably during class on 02.16.1989)
You perverted animal
Stalking all your Jungle Streets
Going in for your bloody kill
Taking senseless lives as you please
One Less Headache, One more psycho
What a precious civilization
the blood is still dripping
what a wonderful civilization
One more night – one more day
Who cares, soon you’ll all be dead
stupid clones with all your systematic dreams
you’re day is coming
That’s the way the world turns
in your positively terrific
It’s human to think different.
Eve Hinson | July 2017
Evolution of Eve | Rediscovering life then and exploring the now
Memory loss, scattered focus, inability to track time, and an ill-known stigmatized neurological disorder, plus PTSD symptoms, have erased or complicated recall of Eve’s first 37 years of life.
Now in her mid-40s, Eve is Autistic AF (born that way) and left with a brain that doesn’t include filters (she says fuck. a lot), likes to glitch and, after the memory wipe, created a new personhood. Eve is different to those who’ve known her from childhood. She is unknown even to herself and seeking to learn about her life from back then, and embracing life now.
This series focuses on self-discovery after the onset of severe mental illness, memory loss and permanent disability. It’s a different life and a worthy life.
Contact Eve | firstname.lastname@example.org