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For questions or comments, you can reach me at the email address below. To book a reading, click here. I am occasionally open to trades with fellow astrologers, practitioners of other mystic arts, and tattoo artists. If you’re interested in making a trade, send me an email.

Over on Instagram. I share musings for the current transits, pairing each one with a heavy metal song or artist. Every Sunday, I drop a Weekly Breakdown, describing the most salient aspects of the week ahead so that we can enter it armed with knowledge of what’s to come.

Patreon and Substack supporters receive a batch of daily horoscopes at the start of each week, a monthly mini-podcast, poems for each decan, and full-length essays on transits.

On Threads and Blue Sky, you can catch me sharing half-baked epiphanies and snippets from stray poems.

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