Black Phoenix Activism Act III (pre-order)

Psalm 82:2-4
Crystalline musk, red benzoin, and vanilla husk.

Psalm 146:9
Cacao, labdanum, vetiver, and bourbon vanilla.

Pure Applesauce
Our applesauce is decidedly impure: mashed apples with sugar and honey, slivered with tobacco tar and black tea.

Resistance
Bourbon vanilla and vintage champaca absolute with sweet patchouli, dried red fruits, leather accord, pumpkin rind, and a splash of bourbon.

The Rights of Women
Too long degraded, scorned, opprest: a bold, strident red chypre with sweet wild patchouli, bourbon vanilla, Tunisian neroli, tuberose, warm red currant, strawberry, and red labdanum.

Romans 13:8
Almond, wild fig, red rose petals, cardamom, and oudh.

Single Note: Bluebonnet

Single Note: Flor de Maga

Snaky-Hair’d Moirai Many-Form’d
Tobacco-threaded incense smoke, labdanum, red benzoin, and blackened vanilla.

Spiced Rum Buttercream Coffee
Coffee and rum laced with allspice, nutmeg, clove, star anise, cardamom, and cinnamon gently whipped into buttercream.

Sunyashniki
This is a scent as bright as the vibrant petals of the sunflower, and as warm and joyous as the sun: flaxen amber, golden musk, neroli, lemon leaf and rind, frankincense, and sweet cedar.

Syrnyk
A dessert akin to a crustless cheesecake with a hint of vanilla and lemon zest.

Take a Knee
This is the scent of apple pie, as American as it gets, and a smudged grass stain.

Theoi Nomioi
The Theoi Nomioi are the gods and spirits of the wild: the countryside, the pastures, the forests. Under their auspices, untamed nature thrives, the beasts of the wild feast and multiply, the mountains reach to the heavens with their stony, snow-capped fingers, and the forests grow thick and dark with mystery.

They Shut Me Up in Prose
Loosed from the satin-pale corset, emerging from a gilded cage, that prison of silence: sweet bourbon vanilla, pale sandalwood, mallow flower, osmanthus, and shards of frankincense.

Through The Gloom The Sisters Rose
Blackened pomegranate, tobacco absolute, benzoin, brown sugar, and droplets of inky wine.

Unarmed and Laughing
Sugared vanilla amber with a pop of champagne grape.

We Wear the Mask
This poem – this song – is one that has moved me since my childhood, and it’s so incredibly difficult to translate it into scent. I don’t know if I am capable of doing honor to Dunbar’s words; all I can do is craft something that is akin to how much this makes my heart clench. The scent I have chosen is a soft lavender with dry woods, carrot seed and iris, sandalwood smoke, and wisteria.

White Larry
Goat’s milk, buttermilk, and butter. Lots of butter.

Wisdom, Justice, Moderation
A poem about Georgia, sung through scent: red cedar, sweetgum, yellow jasmine, peach, and honey.

Wrapped in Sable Garments
Cacao, smoked mahogany, tonka, sweet aged patchouli, and white sandalwood.

Yabluchnyk
A Ukrainian cinnamon apple cake with brown sugar. My grandmother’s yabluchnyk contained black cherries and peaches, so that’s what you’re getting here, too.

You May House Their Bodies But Not Their Souls
A woody, deep patchouli with bourbon vanilla, rich amber, and soft golden skin musk.

Zechariah 7:9-10
White magnolia blossom, champaca, and red oudh.

Full sized bottles are stocked at Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab. As limited edition collections, these scents will be allowed to sell out. Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab have had a well developed decanter culture which I have been a part of for many, many years. While I communicate with them on the regular, they are not an official Ajevie partner and to support the traditions already in place, all Black Phoenix LE Samples are non-profit on my end.