Content warning:Poem, Tea, Future Making, Spelled That Way On Purpose
Bitter Up
January 17, 2026
there are no futures
solid ones of dreams
but a deft hand
can swirl an omen
into the remeans of tea
with two shakes
we write what’s coming
in bold statements
mischievous offerings
interpreting illusions
we ourselves have made
and there are no futures
but what we ourselves
have written in leaves
and leavings
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