Wait for enough things at the same time, and every action becomes an effect.

Taking off a necklace. Watching a YouTube video on car repair. Drinking tea with jam we made this spring, when you told me that I just need a little more time. 

We sent a blast into our social universe asking for the joker to reveal themselves and were met with intrigue but no answers. Superstition says one cannot buy one’s own tarot deck. It must be passed down or bestowed.

burn me some herbs
put on some tea (osmanthus oolong, please) and light the stove to slowly
let it steep

“I remember the sun was high in the sky and the clearing held a holy quiet, like no human feet had ever marred its face. So, of course I followed.”

“I hate and am my mother’s rage. Each city / promises me a new face. The deepest tragedy”

“Every day is an offering, and I am giving bits of myself to you. I am overcome with a sudden grief.”

“That’s how oracle cards work, she told me, they guide you where you need to go. I don’t believe in anything, but I’d like to.”

“Never trust a man who wears jewellery. It was her mother’s best advice, but she’d always wondered where one drew the line.”

“The healing is a continent
too. It is the tissue

of human faith, the ache
of animal longing. “