Your Daily Horoscope by Andrea Krause
Sometimes everything is easy
Sometimes everything is easy
- Caravan, Blur
You there, gripping your mug handle
too tight, struggle drunk, cup steaming—
Take a shower, shake yourself
soapy, wake the bubbles, then bust
like a tantrum, drain yourself into
viscous whispers. Think of all the ways
to hang on: barnacles, taxidermy, airplane
up with physics. Persist like a photocopy
flash, echos stung to eyes. Keep
everything easy as close as wind
and splinters. It’s molecular,
this disorder. Entropy and all that
whatever—it's not just you, your
imagination isn't that good. We could
talk all day about this. Instead,
make a simple salad, greens
from the garden out back, sunflower
seeds, a nice vinaigrette.
Wear a mood ring as a contingency.
Andrea Krause (she/her) lives in Portland, Oregon. Her work is forthcoming in Moist Poetry Journal and Eunoia Review. She introverts inconspicuously on Twitter at @PNWPoetryFog.