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Oh boy oh boy, welcome 2023. Year of the impending Rabbit, a 12 year cycle of my greatest heart-break. A year I haven't asked Cathasach Ó Corcráin for his predictions yet but full send intention we live through it or leave it doing what we love. Let it be connection, and delicious food, and river swims, and clashing goblets, and typewriter clacks, and full swoops of your paintbrush, and buried in kisses, and laughing, and long-hot soaks in claw foot tubs, and Marge Piercy poems, and cat fur, and sunrises, and sunsets, and all the lights on the altar burning with all the ancestors swirling giving us all the blessings and may we dig deeper and learn brighter and fall so so deeply in love and integrate that shadow self in a way that doesn't pierce but bleeds with the best Halloween and the cutest swooshy dresses and you're all there and we're going to be ok ok so full send let's go ahead and fall in love with love and that too big sky and too deep ocean and arms fully scratched and bruised from the work but it's gonna be so fucking ok and I'll see you on that lawn chair in the summer and pass you the biggest sluice of watermelon you've ever had in your life and you'll laugh and bury your face in it and Easter egg hunts with clues that bring us all around town and the bestest orgasms and you take the cutest nudes and all the best people DMing you cause they saw this poem writ in chalk on the sidewalk and it's been awhile but hope you're still well I still think of you and flower toss bouquet you catch it and eat the King's cake and get the baby and get the beads and get the shoes of your dream and they make you feel like you and you walk with that fucking wild sway like you've never been afraid and no one will hurt you for being so beautiful and everyone claps and gives you your tens and a big trophy and you hold it up your shining teeth in the spotlight landing every triple axle at the skate rink and doing all the best moves at the rollerskate rink until your crush comes up and asks you to take a circle with them and your fucking song comes on at the same time disco ball casting mirrored fragments across your perfect hair and your team wins the world series and the superbowl and your underwear never gives you wedgies and your knives are always sharp and none of your plants die and you go to the best place and meet the best people and the momentum just goes until you collapse in your bed.
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