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• Artiste: Ghost Bees
• Titre: Tasseomancy
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shackles for bones a clover for a better pair of clothes in the kitchen, she would read the tea leaves to understand the faithful hand of god shtetl-skinned and rosewood eyes an 18-year-old orphan bride a luckless man was made to fight the czar's great wars with rash invite a dagger for impetuousness a sword for disappointment the devil for poor influence a thorn for false importance but who knew? who knew? the bitter lament that laid in that brew which nourished the fetus who dreamt and grew into a young son who would be forgotten cradle glass fallen, the swarm of a pogrom when you wake up she'll come running fuss and furrow to her humming "mama, mama hear them, they're coming to burn our village down" the arc of a wedding the arrow of sorrow the basin that's broken the bull means to borrow a coffin, misfortune a cage of proposal the fern sees an unfaithful lover the owl is domestic failure and grief is the seven stars together so before you cast your stones Canada is waiting for you home look here, i see a boat Canada is waiting for you home have you seen him lately? he's getting friendly with the land lady send us word, you'll be coming here hastily you can't raise those children alone but who knew? who knew? that bitter lament that laid in that brew which nourished the fetus, who dreamt and grew into a dear young son and grief is where she rests her hand now and grief is what the father fed now dearerst mother, wife of the Grandfather, how do we atone? shackles for bones a clover for a better pair of clothes in the kitchen she would read the tea leaves to understand the fateful hand of god