Monday, August 15, 2016

Poem of the Day: "Fortune Teller" by Sierra July, Frequent Contributor


Fortune Teller
Sierra July

In her fortune cookie,
A rolled scroll. It unwraps
And unwraps, seemingly
Forever

Turning it this way and that
She finds no words, but still,
She nods, grasps her future
 Is long, blank

Till she scribes
Her own way



Poet’s Notes:  I wrote this while eating a fortune cookie, thinking of all the interesting, but inaccurate, things I’ve read in them. I thought to myself that it would be better if these strips were left blank so a person could write their own visions of the future on them, and these words surfaced

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