Horoscopes by Angelica Fuse

we cluster ourselves
through star casting
listening to Queequeg
voices, broken English
arranged over the sea,
we find the promised
Ishmael land, but it is
not as they said it was,
not a land we expected,
finally fully understanding
Crusoe’s abandoned shore

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