Horoscopes, 5.14.21**I am currently offering astrology and tarot consults at a sliding-scale price.

Horoscopes, 5.14.21**I am currently offering astrology and tarot consults at a sliding-scale price. I will increase these prices in June so book now by messaging me or emailing chloe.margherita@gmail.com to secure the lower cost. Find out more info here and follow along here and here. **Aries: “On Pruning,” Allison FunkDo not be afraid to pinch the first,the only blossom. The berry cannot thrivein freedom. Have no mercy,gardener. Taurus: “Gitanjali 83,” Rabindranath TagoreWealth and fame come from thee and it is for thee to give or to withhold them. But this my sorrow is absolutely mine own, and when I bring it to thee as my offering thou rewardest me with thy grace.Gemini: “Deathwish,”  VIVEK NARAYANANI want to hold in me the heat of my combustionand leave this sweat-smear as a resurrection:I want to be sweet and clear and free,insouciant, insufferable, just like me.Cancer: “The Late Wisconsin Spring,” John KoetheBut now the mental dance of solitude resumes,   And life seems smaller, placed against the background   Of this story with the empty, moral quality of an expansive   Gesture made up out of trees and clouds and air.Leo: “The Fish’s Desire,” Shuzo TakiguchiMy whole body.In the fossilized water that brightens day by daymy desire still swims.I, bastard child of the giant chandelier called the blue sky.No one calls me the sphinx of love.In a jasper fable, my dreamglittered all the more blue.Virgo: “Self-Portrait in a Horsehair Wig,” As ever in perfect dress, minds spinningWith whirlwind of the world’s questions.In a room of hard-pasted porcelain and water clocks,You’ll press your slender fingers at the hinge,Discover a hidden winter trapped in a snuffbox.Libra: “Who Lights the Way,” Alejandra Pizarnik“When you look at memy eyes are keys,the wall holds secrets,and my fear carries words, poems.Only you can turn my memoryinto a fascinated traveler,a relentless fire.”Scorpio: “The Root of Mother is Moth,” Terese Svoboda From the mirror, she draws what little lightthere is inside her, and sighs.                           But she is really very young                 and will think so later.Now nothing can claim her.               I am quiet, all chrysalis,                         hidden in her closet.Sagittarius: “[the romance of you],” Jack MeriwetherYour beauty is a life-force I don’t needTo overthink. When I imagine holding you againIts like making coffee in the kitchen.It feels like sunlight hitting me on the sidewalk.Loving you every day would be as simpleAnd deserved as breakfast each morning.Capricorn: “The White Room,” Charles Simic“Gods disguising themselvesAs black hairpins, a hand mirror,A comb with a tooth missing?No! That wasn’t it. Just things as they are,Unblinking, lying muteIn that bright light—And the trees waiting for the night.”Aquarius: “Saturday Night,” Alice OstrikerAt the intersection of poverty and plagueThe planet’s children—brave, uncontrollable, juicedOut of their gourds—invent the sacred dance.Pisces: “Grandpa,” Diana Marie Delgadono english in his spinejust asleep like jesus he is a cloudadmit it**I am currently offering astrology and tarot consults at a sliding-scale price. I will increase these prices in June so book now by messaging me or emailing chloe.margherita@gmail.com to secure the lower cost. Find out more info here and follow along here and here. ** -- source link

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